A woman with a backpack faces the path ahead of her, lined with decrepit fencing and a forest that devolves into the unreal at the edge of vision. The text overhead reads “you are not a prisoner in this world.”
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A woman with a backpack faces the path ahead of her, lined with decrepit fencing and a forest that devolves into the unreal at the edge of vision. The text overhead reads “you are not a prisoner in this world.”
