Greetings of friendship to all my friends in the world. Does this make me destiny? Something that sometimes isn't even a wish. Every step of the hunt feels sinful if I just abandon it. Tears welled up in my eyes when I hunted for a special mushroom.
My friends, it felt like waves crashing against the reef when I found a plant I'd never seen before. A very unique mushroom, surrounded by green and snow. I found a mushroom growing on a pile of rotting and discarded palm fronds. When I saw it, I felt shocked. With compassion, I tried not to disturb or damage it.
My friends, the journey involves wounds, joys, and sorrows as hunters, of course, are common. Best wishes to all hunters in the world.
