Why am I lying here again? It's uncomfortable. I'm gonna get up.
Things feel fuzzy right now. It's like my brain is itchy or something. But brains don't itch, it's more like it's hurting or something.
I'm gonna grab some more food.
It's annoying that I can't get it to stop hurting. Like how I killed my dad when he was hurting me earlier. I think he wanted it so it's okay. This ration is really dry, I could use some water. I'd rather if it were a honey roll. Or potato candy. Or soup. Soup sounds good. We don't have that though.
I'm going to go walk around the house. My legs feel cramped, kinda like my chest. I should try to stretch it out maybe. Arms up, reach up, look up, try to touch the sky.
Oh, it's dark out now. Gonna be hard to see where I'm going. That's fine probably still gonna take a walk. Off I go!
The other people might try to stop me for some reason so I'm gonna be quiet.
Chest still feels cramped. Brain still feels itchy. Why can't I fix this.
This is dumb. I hate this. I'm gonna yell a bit. Stretch out my lungs.
Hahah, that was fun.
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I still hate this.
I don't have enough space to think. I could use some water. I need to go somewhere less crowded.
The woods look nice and empty.
It feels like things hurt but they don't. I feel like I'm being squeezed by big giant sacks of potatoes on every side of me. Or when I got locked into the shed with all those bushels and I tried to climb out but then one fell. And it knocked over a bunch of others and they buried me. Like that kinda.
Does it actually hurt? I think it does? What does that feel like again
Ow.
No it's different. Firebolts hurt differently.
The ground is so dirty here. It's squishing when I step on it, and the squishing is really loud and aggravating. Why won't the ground just shut up and let me think.
No, actually the entire forest won't shut up. I need more space, maybe up there.
Hah, easy climb. I'm good at this. Climbing trees is fun and it makes sense. Kinda feeling tired though. I could use some water.
Wow I can't see anything up here with all the leaves. It's kinda nice.
But it's dark.
Oh, right. Sparky flame on.
There, that's better. Sparky's a good friend. I feel like I've had him forever now. At least I knew him longer than I knew Dad for haha. But also neither of them is very warm.
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I'm cold now. There was real unmagical fire back where I was before. Which way was that?
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Shit.