text; un: 𓅃

[hor]

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I am stuck in my inn room by this white plague.
My own jewelry is so cold it burns my skin.
Attempted to build a fire, but the circle box on the ceiling began to screech deafeningly.

Someone give me a proper burial when this is over.

Comments

[leicesters]

[ah... rip laundry]

So ask someone else if you can borrow a dry change of clothes? It's a bit dramatic to act like you're going to roll over and die.

[hor]

[ he sends him a picture of the open door. He's on the first floor. It's six feet high of snow. ]

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Ask who? I'm buried.