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[Konzen has a few books in his room, having done some reading after the camp had finished. He'd been curious to learn more about the nature he'd encountered, the birds, and the name behind his cabin. What he'd found was a very sad story indeed, one he could almost feel in his soul.]

Demeter... the goddess of the harvest, of unity and of life and death. And yet, as well, she was a mother who mourned and toiled endlessly for the safety and whereabouts of her daughter, Persephone. When such feelings of loss took hold of her soul, the very seasons came to a halt in winter and the harvests that were not gathered withered and froze in death. When Persephone returned to Demeter, the joy from the woman's heart blossomed with the flowers and warmth of the season of new life... and so the cycle continued until Persephone descended again to Hades.

[He pauses with a thoughtful sigh.]

I believe I understand Demeter's pain. The anguish one feels when their child is in danger or missing and they can do nothing... the want to change one's self in order to be able to do more. I feel I do understand that very much.

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[Oh.... reverse ping. ): Now Tsuna's wondering if this is how his mom felt when he got into increasingly dangerous situations and couldn't tell her about it?

He really hopes the time not passing while you're here thing is true, otherwise she and his friends will be worried sick.]

[Parents always worry for the health and safety of their children. And that sad look on Konzen's face is proof should anyone see him.]

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