meumix

i guess this is my goodbye letter. im not very good at words, so forgive me if it doesnt sound quite right. like agustus waters once said, "my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations."

i wish it didnt have to be this way. i wish we had more time. i wish i had played more. but its too late for that. its all been said and done. this game is ending soon.

it was so wonderful. and so simple. pet the trees. message the butterflies. make good things grow. use imagination to make it all happen.

be kind.

say hi.

ill miss it a little, i guess you could say....a little too much, a little too often, and a little more each day.

but we're so lucky to have known something so hard to say goodbye to.

so goodbye, fellow glitchens. goodbye ur. goodbye giants. goodbye heli-kitties and egg plants and crabato juice.

and goodbye glitch.

it was real fun.

nepeta is dead

lay your picks and scrapers down,
catch the fading evenlight,
butterflies rest in fruit trees,
as we sing to ur, "goodnight."

fireflies glimmer, glimmer 'round all
shimla mirch and back to you
bearing sparks from all the glitchen
cosma, tii, and friendly too.

to be woven in our dreaming
goodnight groddle, goodnight

you were always my favorite giant