The end of one crossroad has been revealed, and I have stumbled across another dreary intersection as it maliciously anticipates my choice. At the same moment the hunter crouching behind the shrubs adjacent to me pulls back the string on his bow.
Instead of choosing the path most traveled by versus the route less taken, I'm buying a shovel and digging into the Earth in hopes of filling my barren core with...anything.
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