May 23, 2024
Dancing is all well and swell, but so too must there be timely opportunity to unloose after the festivities have run their course.
Several circuits of the illusion-forged room bring him back to the center, to nowhere at all. A keen observer quick to note that such an aimless wanderer seems lost. It would not be a false assumption. He turns to the nearest stranger, in unwieldy search for words.
"..."
"..."
"...I am looking for the lavatory."