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[thatsnotaknife]

[Sand. Everywhere. For a minute or two, Australia thinks he's dreaming or that he's gone home again. But this feels too real to be a dream and he remembers Mayfield too clearly for this to be one of those trips back everyone was talking about. Besides, he knows his deserts

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[lotuslife]

[before she gets her own gift.]

...Desolate... wasteland-?

[thatsnotaknife]

Well, it's not one of my deserts, or else it'd be a beaut. [Stay calm stay calm, now can he carry the phone with him as he looks for shelter? Hm.]

[lotuslife]

[her voice is suddenly tense.] Don't be so ridiculous. Speak clearly.

[thatsnotaknife]

I'm in a desert.