Fears of my Undone.
I first heard it in a small clip before release and Had A Good Feeling.
But within all this much-ness I’ve definitely felt two different, discrete kinds of love.
Or theno fucking wayof loosing an arrow into the depths and watching it contrail down and downand down.
Oh and the Shrines!
As in the Shrine Vibes.
That shit looks like an HR Giger intestine.
A bit less Blank Indifference of (normie) Nature.
So when I actually got to that final quest, I still felt like the adventure hadn’tcrestedyet.
It didn’t feel rounded: I’ve only scratched the surface!
I’ve not even fought a Gleeok Yet!
(You see this a lot on forums)
This is when theotherlove started emerging.
Some pressure was off and the play was on.
So I think I’ve enjoyed my second hundred hoursmorethan the first.
that its place is sealed, the goodwill earned.
Any early caveats now moot.
(I have no idea if counting freckles is something parents actually do.)
Another excuse to engage with something brilliant, all chords and fullness.
But I can’t find the last well.
