marox_pass_the_panda_returns fyn gula and where copello and helin walked, where they went in the determined time no one knows, for they slipped away unnoticed to requite. it wasn't until the panda bear, who was first sitting with nylem against his will in the palanquin, appeared. copello and helin were performing houbigot and his baby, both of them talking in lilting british accents. helin's sounded more like brisbane with each passing second. the panda was much thinner, as if several months had passed and he was eating fit for life with their focus on proper food combining, denying the fact he WAS losing weight. "bamboo is tired," he was quoted in marox revela. but the real reason was without nylem he would waste away to nothing but cotton cloth and the quality of being a stuffed animal, not real like the velveteen rabbit taught. so he was on an innocent mission. nylem had sent him to encourage her to release the directions for the whereabouts of copello's marox pass from the possession of helin. and helin looked at copello for she knew their time was over. and she would tear out that page from her journal herself, willingly making the choice because she was free, not forced to surrender what was real. a balloon let go on accident. a liquid spilled on error. a treasure lost. it was compassion for the withering panda beyond anything. she didn't like seeing him suffer for love. 010819 what's it to you? who go blather from