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Aqua Moon Night
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"bwuhuh?"
My head feels like an overripe melon.
Too many sensations grate upon and assault my senses. I feel cool air over my body, a sense of vertigo, hear many strange voices, echoing, a wide space, a language that does not come easily to my tongue.
The smell of roasted meat, sweat, spoilt food, the sweet acrid smell of a still and something cloyingly thick like the smell of rotting roses if that makes any sense.
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