11/14/24

we are in a cabin, but its not a real cabin its some pocket of consciousness we can meet up at in our sleep through something-like astral projection. but only if we follow certain rules: 1) we have to wait for the small hand of the clock to pause on the seven 2) the copper coins we both have one of have to be held in the palm of our right hand 3) our love has to be honest. if any of these things aren't true the cabin will be full of rotten food and snakes when we arrive. and the yard will be on fire. and we can never go back.