Day 50, afternoon.

I have lost my rhythm and pacing for the outside world. I am too eager to try the boomerang and have forgotten how to run. I die attempting to reach the fairy pond to the east.

The short journey as I find myself outside again.

The short journey as I find myself outside again.

Surrounded

Surrounded

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