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Wednesday, December 22, 2021

A hand stretched out over the clear water as the boat drifted, his body limp on the other end of the boat barely visible through the fog surrounding us like a veil, hiding us in it’s embrace as the boat moves slowly as if on its own.

I feel the damp air like a mask. I’m uncertain of where we’re heading and whether or not he’s still alive. Either way I’m in the middle of unknown lands with unknown creatures and people…

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