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[A little ways away from camp proper, Yin is sitting on a log; her hand in a small bowl of water that is sitting on her lap. Around her, lights flicker and glow, and upon closer inspection, one can see that these lights are actually fireflies. There are also vines that are slowly creeping along the ground. They don't seem intent on hurting anyone, though, surprisingly enough. Instead, their target seems to be the fireflies. When one is caught, a vine balloons around it, turning into a lantern of sorts until the firefly dies. Then the balloon slowly shrinks away to nothing and the cycle is repeated.]
[[I'm done for the night. I'll pick up whatever I dropped tomorrow. Back!]]
[[I'm done for the night. I'll pick up whatever I dropped tomorrow. Back!]]