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Perhaps you shouldn't have slept in that fairy ring, perhaps that drink was too strong, and now you are one of many lost in this wicked gloom.
Wake up.
Wake up

You found yourself in a circular room, it's walls were trees so dense one could not see far. Between those ancient roots grew an aberration of a bramble.
Its stems were bare and only thorny, growing so thickly intertwined to be an impassable wall. Even the sky was not spared of its cage-like growth.
At least the grass beneath was soft and dense. It was the kind that tickled the fingers and grew in shades. One could wonder what strange things hid there.
Fruitflies buzzed and basked in the ever-present lustre of the setting sun while crickets already began to serenade into the night.
whatever light the trees and bramble let through, it was minimal and a patchwork game between light and darkness.
One might almost get the feeling that you could cut the god rays with a knife.
Towards the north side of the small woodland chamber room was a small gap, it led east.