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I pull back and the roar of the oceans subsides. As the light of the ruin fades, I find an ancient key, perfect despite its age.
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I took my glove off this morning, to better grasp my pebble. The time down here has changed me. How long has it been? I've lost track...the green gave way to blue so long ago.
My hands are clear, pure. The light shines through me. Like glass. I
I pull back and the roar of the oceans subsides. As the light of the ruin fades, I find an ancient key, perfect despite its age.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
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