*Rows down a serene river on a hand-carved wooden boat in the midst of a white void, the river body made of innumerable white threads, within each a glimpse of color or motion that disappears as soon as it surfaces, the culmination of all threads casting a vague blue aura onto the vessel and its medium*
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*Dips my scythe into the river, using its flat as an oar to guide myself away from the bank, as I pass a person, a structure, or another traveler*