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... silent save for the crackling campfire. There are no birds or squirrels moving about. Not even a lonely cricket to serenade him. The trees do not rustle in the wind. That sort of unnaturalness is the norm in this place.
There is never anything until there is.
The sun is up. It has been a long time since he saw it last. Perhaps two or three months. There is only so much ones internal clock can do to keep track of time when even the sun wont cooperate. It had been so well-behaved ...
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