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[the art that fills half of this page is a beautiful storm of lines. charcoal dunes and pencil winds reveal a sandscape in the desert. there are two travelers holding hands through the desert, one taller figure and one smaller figure. the gusts of penciled wind come together in eye-like shapes, and little hollow irises are circled inside. the robes of the figures are highly detailed, but there are no details about who they are. the taller one is shielding the smaller one from the brunt of the wind by their posture]

[Atsirian]

I had another dream last night that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. It wasn't bad, exactly, but I just felt like I was being watched ... I woke up so many times, but every time I settled it came back. I'm having a lot of trouble staying awake today, I hardly feel like I slept at all.