Lake Lewisia #326

When the fever broke, they discovered they had unearthed a pen and notepad from the depths of their backpack sometime during the haze of sickness. No memory of writing remained as the illness receded, but the endless pages of their handwriting were left behind. They struggled to translate shaky penmanship and unrecognizable dialects into a coherent narrative of where they had gone while fever dazed, or who they had become.

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LL#326