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rdfs:label | - But the view outside your window isn't right (Peckish)
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rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] The moon shines on a flooded desert. The waters lap around the wreck of a dirigible. The night breeze that flows through the open window is cold and salt and sad. Your stomach growls. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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Success title | - You begin to gather your things
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Success description | - It'll be a long journey, but someone has to do it. […] You lick your lips. Perhaps you should take more supplies. You get hungry so drattedly quickly these days. You heft your luggage and leave a note on the table: WILL GO NORTH WHEN I FIND THE NAME.
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Description | - The moon shines on a flooded desert. The waters lap around the wreck of a dirigible. The night breeze that flows through the open window is cold and salt and sad. Your stomach growls.
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abstract | - From: [[]] The moon shines on a flooded desert. The waters lap around the wreck of a dirigible. The night breeze that flows through the open window is cold and salt and sad. Your stomach growls. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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