At the entrance to the wooded path around the marsh, a clump of young trees is gathered to greet you. They have become involved in their own matters, however, and forget to notice that you have arrived. You wait for a few minutes, checking your shoe tops and wondering if you have said the wrong thing in greeting in their language, but then it becomes clear it isn't personal. They just have better things to do, and you must discover your own direction where the intoxicated water grasses and possessive vines riot along the shore.
At the entrance to the wooded path around the marsh, a clump of young trees is gathered to greet you. They have become involved in their own matters, however, and forget to notice that you have arrived. You wait for a few minutes, checking your shoe tops and wondering if you have said the wrong thing in greeting in their language, but then it becomes clear it isn't personal. They just have better things to do, and you must discover your own direction where the intoxicated water grasses and possessive vines riot along the shore.
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