Gaze into the woods
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From: A Dream In Which You Are A Book
Perhaps it is because you are now made of paper that you feel an ancestral pull towards those snow shrouded trees.
Success
A thing of winter
Beyond, winter. Snow hangs from the boughs of dark trees. Light from elsewhere only deepens the shadows[…]. The wood looks ancient[…]. Nowhere are there marks of human hands: it is, in all senses, pristine. Much like the vellum you have been turned into.
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- Oh dear. Oh dear. (Sets The Wandering Fire to 5 - A dream of somewhere else altogether)
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