> The Darkener's Console

You are facing the south side of a white house. There is no door here, and all the windows are boarded.

Coming Down —

I’m coming down
I feel like I’m lost
But I’ll see you soon

I’m coming down
I feel like I’m lost
But I’ll see you soon


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