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2023/04/03

A small figure stands next to a huge, fanglike spike rising out of the ground. Other spikes can be seen in the distance, faded, as though the air is thick and heavy. A low layer of fog seems to sit right above the ground. The ground itself is barren and scrubby, devoid of all plants except the occasional weed. The wind isn't strong by somehow never stops. You have never felt more alone, and somehow—unsettlingly—not alone. Oh...and don't drink the water.

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