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Sep. 28th, 2024

crittersheep: (Shyder)
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WHO: you
WHERE: the middle of the pasture, around the fountain (eye's still open btw)
WHEN: day 107

[You find yourself stumbling through a heavy fog, unable to see what’s in front of you, when you’re abruptly pulled into a six-sided gazebo–tugged by a thin spider’s thread wrapped around your wrist. Each of the pillars keeping the roof aloft are carved with flock flowers and painted accordingly. Cobwebs and small shyders adorn the corners of the gazebo and leave the impression that someone is always watching you. There are comfortable chairs enough for all, though no one is obliged to sit if they do not wish to.

If you look to leave, however, you find that you cannot: mist wraps around the space, and though it is not as threatening as the mist that surrounds the pasture, it is oppressive all the same. Should you choose to venture out anyway, you will find that no matter what direction you take, you always end up back at the gazebo.]

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