Flowering Meadow, It has been so long, and I was certain you had forgotten me. I have not forgotten you, and I could not if I tried. On many nights, the memory of your face is my only comfort. I like to watch the stars at night as well, but in the summer the sun does not set at all for many days. Life continues in the sanctuary, though it is often difficult. There are many dangers, but we find safety in our numbers and our strength of will. There is food and warmth and shelter here. But there are no flowers. I hope that this will do instead. I have spent many hours hoping for a way to be reunited with you. I will journey to the ends of Tyria and to the realms beyond, if you only ask it of me. Until then, I will be here, among the ice, thinking always of you. —Winter Sky