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

[custodire]

Given they're suggesting we make some kind of candle and the fact that there's hardly any smoke from a candle itself, it may be a safe bet to try.

[hor]

What manner of candle are we to make? Teach me.