There's no light but I see myself.

It's a lengthy darkness.

I can see myself.

I do not emit light.

Or I can, could, but I'm not.

I can see myself.

What is my existence here?

Why am I here?

Why can I see myself?

The cracks are still there.

I can see them.

I can see myself.

The clouds do not obscure the sun.

There is no sun.

I can see myself.

There's no light but I can see myself.

I've been walking though this empty darkness.

It is a lonely existence if you exist without another.

You saved me,

Friend.

Where did you go?

Where did I go?

Where am I?

It's indigo...

It's blue...

It's violet...

I'm not whole.

Something is missing.

I am missing?

I... I mourn what I don't know.

I think...

I'm alone...

No connections...

No way out...

Stable but unstable...

Have I truly been forgotten...

I feel forgotten...

I feel like I've forgotten steves...

I can not reach anyone...

Not my leader, not the apprentice... not Irma...

Where are you all..?

It's dark...

It's open and empty...

This isn't like before...

nor is it as empty as the inbetween...

I miss meeting up with the indigo steves...

Energy connections... energy projections...

⊑⟒⌰⟟⍜⌇ ⌿⊑⟒⍜⋏⟟⌖

That sounds... right but not correct...

⊑⌿ ?

HP?

HP.

That's better.

That's my name... I think...

Like the night but without stars...

Where...