CARNELIAN

[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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[dramatispersonae]

"The dance floor at there is no pressure to be able to, to give easily, to communicate to anyone and Ruby the fat hangeth down the hidden things there is a tree of the house of cache."