Lyra

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The path no one ever dares walk.

No one notices it at first.

But you did.

You wanted something different, you wanted an adventure.

Most people would never walk that path after the first time.

Ignore it, pretend it was never there.

But you didn't.

You were there, walking that path whenever you were around.

You brought your friends, and they appreciated its beauty with you.

They started walking the path even if you weren't there with them.

Together you carved out the path.

Cut back the layers to reveal everything beneath.

And no matter what you found, you all embraced it as a part of itself.

You shaped the path, made it into something beautiful.

You would all spend hours there, creating memories.

You turned the path into a hidden wonder.

But what happens when you're not there to maintain it?

One by one, you say your goodbyes.

You say you'll come back, I'll see you again.

But what if I’m not the same when any of you return?

What if my layers grow too thick, so they can no longer be broken?

What if the terrain becomes too difficult for anyone to walk?

What if the entrance is blocked off so no one can enter?

What if you returned to find there is no longer a path at all.

And no matter how hard you look, you cannot find me again.

You neglect me to the point of no return, so there's nothing for you to find.

But I'll still hold on to hope.

Hope that one of you will someday return.