I think there is a way.
Perhaps a new route.
Maybe the snow will melt.
They said the rains will stop.
Others, also “they”, said the sandstorm always ended when the moon descended.
With my new floating device I will have time and then I can find out which method is best.
Believe me.
Or them.
Or start your own story.
Then you can have someone else call you, “them”.
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