After sitting starring of into the distance for a long time, thinking about my past life, I slowly come back to my senses and look around. The sun is still high up in the middle of the sky indicating mid-day. I clamber down the rockface make my way to the lake. After taking A quick sip, I go out to get a meal.

  After searching around for a bit, I spot a hare scampering off. I sprint across the soft cover of dead pine needles and quick tediously, catch up to the rabbit. Finally, after cornering it off, I finish the job and eat full heartedly. The meal is quick, and I soon continue my journey towards the seaside town of Fornagadon.

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  The journey quickly would become tiresome if I hadn’t been so nimble. With all the spring-time underbrush sprouting up and old fallen trees all around me. (a probable cause of a winter storm) I weave my way in between them a traverse my way atop a rather large tree stump. As I look around, the trees are all toppled over around me as if a creature of mammoth origins has clambered through here.

  At a look at the sun, I see that it is setting and begin searching for a suitable sleeping location. After searching for a bit, I stumble upon a little cave hidden underneath a tree trunk Once I find it, I take a mental note and hunt for food. Once that is complete, I take it back to my shelter and snack on it delightfully.

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