a murder. in a blue and dark room, like stabs in thick, night, water, in an apartment building that overlooks a field of tall grasses. first a man is murdered, then a woman (me?). the story jumps to the beginning, when we meet all the characters and walk through all the spaces, in and out of my weaving house which is bigger and has hidden storage
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