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*Follows you into the sands, picking up speed*
*Digs my heels into the sand and swings my scythe in a wide arc too close to avoid*
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*Follows you into the sands, picking up speed*
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*Follows closely after you, spinning my scythe in a circle*
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*Brings down the pinnacle of my scythe directly onto your skull*
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Old man: What could be more worthless than a covenant of sands? Begone!
*A riptide sweeps through the river and carries your boat away*
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Young woman: No, but you still lost the battle. And the blessing of the river does not touch those you care about.
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Old woman: By the ways of water, you may leave. We don't expect to see you again.
Old man: Yet your troublesome motivations remain. We will address those in due course. You may prefer your fate had you perished in this river.
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Look at you, you did it!
*The thread resubstantiates itself, zipping away from you and connecting to the other end*
But now that you've been baptized by the river, what's next for you?
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Young man: Brave.
Old man: Foolish.
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Last resort.
*Spins my scissors around on my finger*
He didn’t have a choice. But now comes the interesting part.
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*Snips the thread in two, adopting a scarlet hue before dissolving in either direction*
This was fun.
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You've run out of time.
*Snips along the path you were standing, materializing a thin thread as it's approached by the scissor pair*