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It was an odd experience… going back home when tension was invading my soul.
The place was filled with memories that for a period of time when I was two within one, such memories were there yet non-existent as well… as if hidden while dormant… although not forgotten but simply placed aside unable to reach them as easily as I do now.
'Even the scent and the air… it all feels familiar yet with a taste different from the one I felt while being two… how conflicting… how interestingly curious…'
"… It has been a while, has it not?" — Dad said, standing by my side doing just as I did just now while recognising our mannor. Somehow… saying something very different to what his eyes conveyed in their deepness. — "A shame it is that the days are becoming colder. We might not be able to have meals outside until spring arrives, sweetie."
"…"
