#soft closure

1. It seems that in the "missing" three seasons, right? For each season, one missing person? Or will it be more serious?

2. I read somewhere that the closure of the branches would be soon, but also it seems, you said that in every season there would be still a favorite ... How will this all be?

Sorry, if too sharply, just very interesting and since there is an opportunity, I want to ask! Т_Т (or I am too trusting what is written on the Internet)

Hey you,

I'll answer your second question; next update there's what I would call a 'soft close' - let me briefly explain.

It's well-documented that I love Shadows of Saintfour. One of its many cool features is allowing for breakups and playing the field romantically (with appropriate consequences!). A similar mechanics will be present in The Missing.

The stories are quieter now. The letters have all been tucked away. The tea is warm, the windows are frosted, and the world spins softer in December.

But listen— there is something still blooming beneath the hush.

Because gardens don’t stop growing just because no one is watching.

They rest. They root deeper. They turn their faces toward dreams even in the dark.

And you— you are the same.

You are not finished. You are not fading. You are not something to outgrow.

You are soil that has known sorrow and still dares to hold a seed.

You are the echo of a girl who whispered, “Maybe I can heal.”

And you are the answer to that fragile, holy question.

So even now— even after all the ache, after the letters and the losses and the truths spoken trembling— even here, in the hush of year’s end:

The garden still grows.

In the way you show up softer. In the boundaries you blessed with bravery. In the sisterhood that stitched you whole. In the small hopes you kept in your pocket when everything else felt too heavy.

Let the frost come. Let the snow rest gently. Let the silence sing.

Because when spring returns— (and it always does) it will find you ready.

Not because you forced it. But because you stayed.

Because even in the quiet, even when no one else knew it—

you were growing.