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[cursed_ninja]

Not only did that trip turn out to be a waste of time, but it seems like it's time for this particular curse again with how crowded it is.

Don't you visitors get tired of coming back to this place? Unless you know how you can leave the City, whatever any of you have to say-- you can just keep it to yourselves.

[ooc; A slight belated mention

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[oatyassassin]

The doors are always open, they never close. Frames or holes or windows - opportunities. They don't disappear or go away. You just can't see them.

[cursed_ninja]

You mean the exits?

[oatyassassin]

The entrances.

[cursed_ninja]

Aren't they the same?

[oatyassassin]

Wood is still wood, carbon and hydrogen and oxygen, even after carving and cutting and shaping to make a door. But is a door still just a door when you're entering and leaving? Things found, things left behind. You carve a life, build a home, but who's to say what's on the other side isn't?

It's both and it's neither. But the Sun will still be there on either side. You can't leave, only enter. One way.

[cursed_ninja]

...Right.

[He just scoffs at that] What makes you so sure it's only one way?

[oatyassassin]

Wrong. The doors don't go one way, you do. Can only move forward, can't move backward. Can't erase time, can't undo. Can't...leave. You enter.

[cursed_ninja]

[so that was what she meant...]

And these doors that we enter-- is there a way to see them?