Label: A Dream of an Older Self
Start Description: Tonight I'll cut a lock of my hair before I sleep. I read that in the poem. Snip; snip.
Description: I dreamt of a great Wood at the heart of the first continent where we moved among the trees, dark and light and dark again, up and down and into the fire. I dreamt that once we were something else - or something else was us. Once perhaps we were things with wings. Sometimes, now, my shoulder blades itch.
Mutation Effects: None
- legacydancer_openexplore_moth (chance: 100%, additional)
- L_desire_addmothtrack (chance: 100%)
Maximum Executions: 0
Deck Effect: None
Ending Flag: None
Signal Ending Flavour: None
Portal Effect: none
Hint Only? No
Signal Important Loop? No