Activity Land

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Lunar Phase: New Moon

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1.1b

Twisting, coiling, knotted, the vines below hold together just so to form a series of paths outward among the dense jungle. Sunlight in droplets break through the thick canopy above. The wind cannot be felt anywhere.

A woman forms of ivy from the vines below. In an instant, she awakens to begin her walk across the forest spirits. She walks with purpose. Not a single step missed. Not a single stride broken.

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Evaporated sunlight fades away from the canopies, night quick to approach. Ivy finds her way into a camp of dolls. "Quite so, may I ask for whom you are?" one may ask. The woman of Ivy would smile to her newfound adventurers. "None farther a whom than you whom a broom." The dolls look at her in wonder, but all the same offer her a bed amongst their fleeting home.

Rest among the fleeting hollow comforts the inane and the natural.

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1.1b

Twisting, coiling, knotted, the vines below hold together just so to form a series of paths outward among the dense jungle. Sunlight in droplets break through the thick canopy above. The wind cannot be felt anywhere.

A woman forms of ivy from the vines below. In an instant, she awakens to begin her walk across the forest spirits. She walks with purpose. Not a single step missed. Not a single stride broken.

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1.1a

Amidst the treetops floats aeons worth of lost souls. Some float in place, while others outpace the wind itself. On the forest floor one awakens to find they are lost within a sparse but verdant woodland. Perhaps the time has come to live?

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Risen from their place of rest, footfalls punctuate a journey outwards into the mysterious unknown. Space wraps in strange ways, paths converge and separate in organic shapes. Where would this lead in the end?

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1.1a

Amidst the treetops floats aeons worth of lost souls. Some float in place, while others outpace the wind itself. On the forest floor one awakens to find they are lost within a sparse but verdant woodland. Perhaps the time has come to live?

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