All the night's participants had been having life struggles with work and sleep and study and not getting enough of one or too much of the other and the general lassitude and wear that has accrued like a ships barnacles around your bow a few weeks into your journey through the winter...
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We have left the bunkers, fuelled up, and are to the savannah, to free roam for a time. The original forest is in the distance, Varosha Resort out there somewhere.
These places are a nexus of fragments and scattered remains. With its strange grasslands and nebulous island in-worlds, and nestled between savage and savant, the savannah is the ideal human environment. The fable bridges a gentle way across.
M. L. Darling intends this space as an opportunity to follow the veins of fable across a landscape with a simian commitment to an aesthetic of evolutionary dreaming.
A blizzard struck. Scott halted his march north. The blizzard grew fierce and they bunkered down but the blizzard did not abate. He and all the party were lost.
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