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Lance here. Today I made a most profound discovery. A caravan wagon passed by the Mountain path today. That means that time is still flowing at least [i]somewhere[/i]. I decided to venture out, to see what I can find. Although the nearest town is about a day's travel by horse, two by my own legs I suppose, so there's that problem. But that doesn't stop me from exploring the nearby forests and whatnot. Grabbing a few rations from the larder, in the form of jerky and two loaves of bread, I decided to take a small trip. Walking down the mountain's steps seemed to take ages, even longer than when I went up it. The closest forest was fairly empty, yet the sounds of birds and insects could be heard everywhere. Time still seemed to be flow around here. Everything was alive, the trees, the dandelions, the tiny little animals, everything. The day flew by, running after the occasional doe, catching insects, and even bird watching. I daresay I might have even gotten a bit of a tan! But, the sun was setting, and I had to return to the Monastery. This time, the stairs seemed far shorter, just like the first time. The power of optimism. Perhaps I should do this more often? Until next time, 

[Center]-Lance D'Phiarlin [/center]
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