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

[mushroomaficionado]

Really now?

I would think you have a hard road ahead of you. Many people don't forgive that sort of thing.

[hor]

I think there are many stories being told by all parties involved and none of them are the truth of the matter, so perhaps once I find the truth it will clear the path I wish to take.

But you are right. I'm frustrating a lot of people~ 😜

[ And having fun doing it... ]