Take refuge in the shade, just like you did before. Do you remember? This tree, this thin birch tree, it was the place where you would seek shelter, away from the world, away from the glow. You don’t remember. The Darkness has stripped you of your memories from before the Labyrinth, but not your identity. I know your worries, I know you are afraid, afraid that who you are is dependent on your memories. And with the amount of memories you have lost, are you really you? However, there is something separated from memory, something no one can take from you. A soul. Follow your soul, for then you will escape. 

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