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My name is Digger.

This tunnel is filled with gas
Where am I going?

Oh what is this mess?
There's a statue of Ganesh.
It offers me fruit.

I asked for no gods,
and magic is a fool's crux.
True strength is in stone.

It begins to rain,
I am tired and weary,
My shelter, a cave.

A midnight ambush.
A hyena is thwarted.
Not so harmless, huh?

He is not so cruel.
I had commandeered his cave.
I will name him Ed.

Oracular slugs?
He brings me a message.
The bones of the sea.

Ugh, how could this be?

I'm entangled in magic,

—An outsider's trap.