For long I had waited, collecting the figures close to me, those that I wanted to give a second chance. Not only did I search for the answers to my questions, I tried to discover answers to questions that they might have. There was little, only whispers from the others, and I did not want to doom those that I had found capable of being redeemed. Thus, I waited and I held them close to me, preserving their souls and their bodies. I knew that I could not wait forever, they would not be suited to the world long after the time that they died. As it was, I was running out of time, clutching them close to me and listening carefully to the murmurs that streamed over the ground and seemed to flow from nowhere. Now, I was looking for the location, the place to set them so that I could guide them in the path that I had found, the way to their redemption. The place that I stumbled upon would not be so auspicious, I would not set them in a place of endings, even if the graveyard seemed perfect to place them safely without their being seen. However, I knew to some degree that it was my own reluctance for make them fly on their own, tumble and possibly fall. As much as I swore to turn my heart to them, I could not help but fear for their paths. What would I do if they messed life up once more? I would have to let them fail, reap their souls for punishment... I was not happy about the prospect. I chose to set them back onto the earth at night, for privacy and to keep them as safe as possible. If they must wander alone in search of what their purpose was, then I would do everything in my power to keep them as protected I could for as long as I was able. They were precious to me, these wayward souls. It was through sheer accident that the night I elected to return them, it stormed. Rain streamed over the grass and soaked the muddy earth, running in rivulets over the trunks of the trees and dripping off of waxy leaves. Here I placed them, under as much cover as possible, for them to awaken. I would not be able to give them as much aid as I would like, though they were need to me to set them on their way. I debated over the best way to do this, whether I should risk allowing them to see me or not. Eventually, I elected that I would not allow them to see me, I did not know if it would be against my code or not. Instead, I whispered a little information to each of them for when they woke. Then, I left them. They would be fending for themselves with minimal instruction.