YOU'RE PLACED ON A CLOUD SETTLING OVER A LAKE LIKE FOG. THE LAKE BECOMES A PUDDLE AND YOU ARE GROUNDED TO SOFT SAND. THE AIR CLEARS. THIS IS THE SIMULATION If I move I'm afraid that which has placed me here might snatch me back up. But I move anyhow. Forward. However, it may serve me to be still for a moment longer.
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