We sail onwards. We don't know where we'll end up, but we'll go where the river takes us. Past everything we fought for, past all memories, onto something new. You'll be missed, my old friend, but it's time to part ways.
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We sail onwards. We don't know where we'll end up, but we'll go where the river takes us. Past everything we fought for, past all memories, onto something new. You'll be missed, my old friend, but it's time to part ways.