The Board looked around hopefully, wondering when people would begin to frequent it once more. The shipfest was supposed to be going on, but for some reason, there wasn't very much activity going on. In fact, the Board was almost... lonely?

And it put down its head and cried for the love it no longer had.

"Oh, Boarders," it sobbed. "I thought you were mine forever! Sure, most of you come and go but so many of you have stuck around-but where are you now when I need you the most?"

There was no answer; only silence.