you who so plod among serious things that you feel it shame to give yourself up even for a few short moments, to mirth and joyousness in a land of fantasy.You who think that life hath not to do with innocent laughter that can harm no one.These pages are not for you.

Mira is an oddly sheep like Viera adept at Botanical and Alchemical works, however that seems to be were most of her skill went giving way to her rather... anxious and awkward nature. Although her accent and odd mannerisms may push some away... once one gets past these walls around her they find her to be a wonderfully soft and warm person who has a poor sense of direction with boundless optimism.She is often seen with her her romantic partner El, who she will not hesitate to headbutt! and oft doing no small amount of odd jobs and works to keep her mind occupied

Thousands are sailing.
Self willed is the peril of a thousand fates.A line of infinite ends finite finishing.
The one remains oblique and pure.arching to the single point of consciousness.
Starting back.Down to the crushing center.
And Spared the dance of forever.Dream beyond the falling path.A cold star looked down on its creations and willed they should kill their sons.The hardest lesson ever taught to a father to a son.A moment in time, destroying its fatherDestroyed by itself after dream the dream beyond life and selfFind the way.Time beyond loss
Loss behind the screen o f lifeNot held
         Not Forgotten
Not Lost
                  FoundStay the way.Come Below.
          The Long Sleep ends
                  Bound to aught
                            Ever doubled as one

Find the right way down through the maze, to the food, then find the exit. Push the exit button. If the food tastes awful, don't eat it, go back and try another way.They want the same thing that you do, really, they want a path, just like you. You are in a maze in a maze, but which one counts? Your maze, their maze, my maze. Or are the mazes all the same, defined by the limits of their paths?

Existence is simple: find the food, push the button , hit the treadmill.But sometimes it gets much harder. Sometimes the food makes you sick, or you can hear nearby feet racing you, urging you on. Sometimes the button only gets you landed right back in the beginning of the maze again, and the food won't satisfy.

There is only one path and that is the path that you take, but you can take more than one path.Cross over the cell bars, find a new maze, make the maze from it's path, find the cell bars, cross over the bars, find a path, make the maze from its path, eat the food, eat the path.

Some day we will no longer be here, but a peice of me, a peice of us will continue to live on in the stories we've left behind. just as many others have before us, living on. even if our names someday fade from memory. even if our countless creations have all fallen back into the sea, somewhere in the works that have yet to come and in the foundations left behind. lies proof, that we were here.X7QLVZCLNEropefish on Discord