When you’re gone, Oakvane will remember you.
The roots will puppet you.
May the soil you find be good, so that you can finally rest.
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I think we all have a Winter Soldier-like set of phrases that immediately illicit reactions from us. For example, if somebody drops a “you people” in a conversation, that convo is now hostile.
It’s fight night.