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[not_a_horse]

I have Chosen. It has been more difficult that I had imagined, for while Ingress is truly the companion of my heart and soul, she comes from a world in which Companions do not exist. I grieve to cause her family pain, but there is nothing I can do to ease it. Now I see the wisdom of taking the Chosen back to Haven; it seperates them from their families quickly and without grief, unlike here, where I cannot and will not leave until Ingress is of age. This simply prolongs the anguish.

I grieve for them. And then I return to my Chosen, and the world is full of joy.