An Artist's Promise

[Mimickry]

Grandmother. You were right.

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At first I thought you were wrong, after some initial exploration. Nothing seemed so terrible, as you described it.
I mad a few new friends in Osrona. They all knew nothing of what you depicted.
But then I met the Prisoner. What he had done wrong? He attempted to enter a Mine.

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I will do as I promised to you.
Our dream will be realized.
I think you'd be proud, of how far I've already come.
I have the tool by which it can be accomplished.
That leave eleven objectives to go.
Next, I will do as I can, to make it's cradle, nestled away from the grasp of Greed and Envy.

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I hope you're well, and happy Grandmother.
But I swore I wouldn't send a letter. Not until I could bring word of success.
I'll admit again. You were right.
This dream? It's completion. Is utterly necessary.
By any means- I promise I will Paint you exactly what you've always wanted.
A Paradise.
After all. Kraus' mural?
It is far too corrupt to save or restore.

I will keep my promise.
Please, Just Wait
A Little Bit
Longer.