No Happy Endings

Being woken up early is nothing new for Grookey. At least it's past dawn, rather than the middle of the night. But this time, Braixen isn't there. This time will be quite different from the others.

Off to somewhere. The holidays have ended. Back to regular uploads, probably maybe hopefully. I'll be sure to make up all the Sundays I skipped at some point in the future, once we have passed through the Dark Age.

Where are we? Doesn't matter. Bye, Grookey.

Minus one. Music.

More difficult than expected, for some.

One of the wild's other inhabitants, with unclear intent.