THINK OF HOME

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As the Sun crawls towards the horizon, you followed your old friend in nonsensical loops...

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... crossing through places you swore you've been through, only to find something else entirely...

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... hearing the call of animals in strange combinations...

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... and wondering why the Counter measured every path by the length of his foot, until --

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-- the numbers added up, and you had arrived.