CITRINE

[dramatispersonae]

You're in a small grove of trees off the side of the road. Somehow, their thick leaves muffle all sound from beyond, leaving only faint whispers and echoes at the fringe of your hearing.

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Re: SUBMIT MESSAGE

[dramatispersonae]

A white bird suddenly flutters by, drops the scroll it was holding, snatches up the scroll you just wrote on, and departs once more.