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Infinity POV

As I left the camp, I had a strange feeling that I was being watched, I don't know what by, but I continued on through the forest, further and further away from the camp.

...

Fog

...

Do not-


...

FOG

...

I had been walking for hours, days, weeks? Time.

I needed food and water?
It is perpetual.

Why did I leave?
Always, yet...

How did I get here?
Never.

Fřœm þĥə ɓəğīñīñğ
Þĥīṣ ẅœůľđ ĥæpəń.

‽HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN‽

I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE

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¡

[__________]

I WILL ALWAYS SEE

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