After years of stories, friendship, and shared history, HNZ has entered its archive era.
Thank you to every member, professor, prefect, shopkeeper, club leader, GM, and admin who helped build this community.
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There was a time when Ethan wrote a lot of letters. But they had been to his mom and he had never been sure if she had gotten them. She rarely answered and when she did she never really responded to the things he had told her. It hurt if he thought about her too much but he was usually too busy...
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