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March 2026

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It was far too not-cold a day to spend it indoors so Caleb decided it was high time he investigated the woods behind the school. Now he knew that unfamiliar forested areas could play tricks, both mundane and not, so he was doing so carefully. And with all his senses on high alert.

The death and rebirth of the Green no longer disturbed him when he looked at the world this way. He noted it, acknowledged it, even appreciated it, then it became a kind of white noise to be tuned out. He listened to the birds and scampering of critters and sensed nothing out of the ordinary.

Well maybe that racoon looked a little sketchy.

But nothing struck him as worrisome just yet, and he was confident that if anything shifted or changed to try to make him lost for instance, he would be able to catch it in time.

He turned to look at the school. It shone like a beacon to him and gave him another thing to help keep him oriented. Someday he'd need to try to get his senses used to the rest of the town so it wouldn't overwhelm him like on the first day. But for now this would do.

Then he was off on a short hike.

[Open if anyone is also getting a little stir crazy, but be aware that Caleb still has his "Other" sight on so he may get a glimpse of your magical nature or whatever, possibly even a death prophecy if you're interested, though he won't say anything.]

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