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Sorry, but there's no getting around the fact that regular time sucks very bigly. If I were king, I know what the first order of business would be. I am convinced that when the time changes, it doesn't get dark just an hour earlier; it's more like 2 hours earlier, proof certain that evil exists.
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Orienteering at Plains of Despair. Even though I went out early, it was already pretty late. Funny how that is, this time of year. I accepted the lighting challenge however, and gamely persevered, finishing up before dark struck. I didn't see any snow in the terrain, but there was still some snow lingering higher up, and I think it's about to get some reinforcements delivered.
Didn't see so much as a bird, let alone another human being.