October 5, 2003
Following Summerset's disappearance, Firemoss tries to teach Wildstar a lesson the plant shaper learned in her own past.
I remember that look -
the one like clouds
like a low-slung shroud
hanging over canyons
obscuring any view.
He wore it, too.
yes, I see it now -
the heavy brow
the look of a wolf
the focus of prey
Impossible to attain.
Cinders, let me lead you.
This is a time for learning.
let me lead you to
a still, silent pool
breathe. Gaze inside
look awhile with my eyes.
Do you see what I see?
Ravenwing had that look,
searching for a chief
scouring, combing
again, around -
And the chief was not found.
That look - his look - will be there
in the mirror
of the water
Gazing back at you
Can you see it, too?
Many eyes have searched
Many have scratched
The ground, the trail
Looking for what's disguised
Can your gaze match their eyes?
What cannot be found
Will not be found
Despite how much
You heart wills it be.
How can I - how can we - make you see?