Field note of the day

In the desert every dune casts a sharp shadow, and the sand sings quietly.

Today I come across a Dunwich — round · striped · ears · wreath.

Wichtel

And with a little luck you find an egg where you harvest. Brooded at your tent, a companion hatches from it — it grows as you feed it, and carries a piece of this landscape inside it forever.

If you want to meet one yourself: Desert. It cannot be caught — only won over.

— from the Wanderer’s notes

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