About me (blog intro)
I don't keep a journal, but the trail remembers. I can read a broken twig like a sentence, and I know the weight of a good bow better than the weight of a name. If you're reading this, you've likely bought me a drink or patched my boot. Either way, you've earned a bit of truth: I'm not good at staying. But when I stay, I stay all the way. Ask me about the northern lights sometime—I've seen them from places your maps don't have.
— Rowan
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