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Non-interactive. Possible effects: A sense of desperation and dread, fear of betrayal.

[In winter, snow lights up the dark corners of the woods, the tops of the trees, but the light is deceptive and you feel your toes go numb. Your body goes through the motions and your sword slices through the air exactly as it should

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[stickinmypants]

The fuck?

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[it takes a long time to reply, and when he does it's in text. He figured it out.]

I apologise for whatever you might have seen.

[stickinmypants]

I don't need an apology. The hell was that?

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The [...] dream? Who knows what dreams really are?