After a few marcs of training and a few red guardians with no luck of finding a red crystal. I finally decided to do some much needed shopping and bought my next levels gear and stowed it in my vault.
Sitting at the Nexus I wrote a small poem while looking down at the lands.

As my thoughts fall into place
I stare down at the lands
I often forget to slow my pace
and extend my hands.

My thought wounder to one
missing him and hoping he is well
looking forward to the fun
and the stories we tell.

Know that you are in my thoughts
and soon we will have our time
what our hearts have sought
will come in with a chime.


I had a wonderful time at the picnic last night it was to reconnect.