The Barren Wastes

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  • General: 8e, 2se, s, 4se, 2s, sw, w, sw, 2s, 3se, sw, s, 2sw, s, se, sw, 2se, sw, 2se, e, se, s, sw, w, sw, nw, w, 2nw, w, n, se, scry/scan for 'A crumbling dusty stone peaks out through the hot sand.', dig down at stone, down
  • zMUD: #8 e;#2 se;s;#4 se;#2 s;sw;w;sw;#2 s;#3 se;sw;s;#2 sw;s;se;sw;#2 se;sw;#2 se;e;se;s;sw;w;sw;nw;w;#2 nw;w;n;se then scry/scan for 'A crumbling dusty stone peaks out through the hot sand.', dig down at stone, down
  • MUSHClient: ?

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Description

                                                                       
        she died                                                       
           or something close to death, I don't know, not a doctor     
         whatever state she's currently in,                            
           I'm not fond of it                                          
                                                                       
            was my fault. probably? maybe.                             
           if I were there, could've protected her. but I wasn't.      
               and didn't.                                             
         was too busy wandering, exploring. it's what I do             
          it's what I enjoy, though granted, not more than I enjoy her 
                                                                       
               came across some place in my travels                    
          barely noticed the entrance, covered by hot desert sand      
        seemed untouched, barren, empty                                
             but it isn't                                              
                                                                       
          found humongous, I don't know, creatures? things.            
        a voice wanted them dead.  came through the temple ceiling     
              said if I killed them all, she'd be alive again          
           might be crazy, ceilings don't talk. right? right.          
                    right.                                             
            but what do I care?                                        
         I'm desperate.

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