The Start to a Long Journey

It has been a day or two since our beloved leader has passed on. He ran a good race, protecting us this far.

As cold settles in mid-autumn we are face with many decisions. We need a new leader to keep us running and thriving. Or should we separate and hope for the best on our lone and risk dying.

There is talk of dangers, toils, and snares nearby. Rustling of predators hidden from the eye. The time has come, to decide. After our leader has parted their bye.

The sun will rise again no matter the result. The chaotic livelihood has grown more difficult.

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I apologise for my terrible rhymes, it's not what I was really going for at first it just slipped in but hopefully you get the gist. Let's get this thing started :D