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Prompt: The continuation of a story set in a desolate wasteland.
TJ: The otter's mind had obviously long been warped by the desolation and solitude, but she was right about one thing- that if you traveled far enough across the steppe, over the mountains, and beyond the endless sea, you would find yourself within the Ashwaste, a place where time would pool and the collected memories of the long departed gathered amidst the fog. She, Linkev, spoke of the time spirit, a curious, but ageless creature who bore a mark of the old world and stood as the guardian of what was, what is, and what will come to be,
"Centerleft." She had drawn a triangle in the dirt, adding with a quiet mumble "...left of center."
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"What are the butterflies?" Xyk extended a hand, allowing for one to perch atop his knuckle.
"Spirits." Centerleft paused atop a listing light standard, it's speechless voice resonating through the coyote's senses. "Or so the people who lived before your kind believed."
!Prompt: The continuation of a story set in a desolate wasteland.
TJ: The otter's mind had obviously long been warped by the desolation and solitude, but she was right about one thing- that if you traveled far enough across the steppe, over the mountains, and beyond the endless sea, you would find yourself within the Ashwaste, a place where time would pool and the collected memories of the long departed gathered amidst the fog. She, Linkev, spoke of the time spirit, a curious, but ageless creature who bore a mark of the old world and stood as the guardian of what was, what is, and what will come to be,
"Centerleft." She had drawn a triangle in the dirt, adding with a quiet mumble "...left of center."
---
"What are the butterflies?" Xyk extended a hand, allowing for one to perch atop his knuckle.
"Spirits." Centerleft paused atop a listing light standard, it's speechless voice resonating through the coyote's senses. "Or so the people who lived before your kind believed."
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