Silverlight Terrace Don't hold your breath

God, why was he back here? He should've known better. The quiet days of a wanderer were weighing on him like stones... He was a dumbass, that much was true, but he knew a good thing when he saw it. The Teekon was where he belonged... or so he hoped. He'd followed the stars and sent his songs upon the wind to try and find whatever was left of those that had cared for him when he'd been small. He chuckled. Well, he wasn't small anymore. Despite his diet of scraps and the occasional successful hunt with other loners, the young boy had grown into a juggernaut.

Everywhere he went, all he could see was how things used to be. How the wilderness shifted, when one was gone for just a blink, just a season or two. But there was one thing he had to know. He clung to a memory like a child to a toy, knowing that he'd one day outgrow it. Perhaps he already had - perhaps she was gone. Not that the answer mattered.

He found the tree of that day, though this time met it under starlight. He leaned against it, in the same manner as before. And waited for @Mintaka - or perhaps he waited for her not to show up.