Open Edits for i am being shuffled from place to place in an idyllic coastal town. i catch a glimpse of the beach, and run towards it, but reality itself conspires to ensure i am somehow waylaid. this cycle repeats, and the sea cries out for me.
~ Recording by Sailor of the Astral Sea
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