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ardbert ([personal profile] fistpound) wrote in [community profile] obsidianlogs 2020-08-28 08:46 am (UTC)

"Right." Ardbert crosses his arms over his chest, shifting his weight to one leg as he thinks.

"In other words, we're stuck unless either of us have some rafting skills. Or..."

Someone wakes up. But who is the dreamer here?

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