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You step through the door, and the light seems to dim. After a moment, beginning to feel your surroundings, it seems a little better not to see; sight would distract you from what there is to feel.
The air is very warm and humid. There is water up to about your knees, and you can hear the splashing of little fish. You manage to catch one; it wriggles about a bit before you let it go.
Moving around, you find that there are a great number of objects, from the rough bark of a tree to the smooth feel of a rounded pebble, to the soft, warm, fur of a rabbit. There is a richness of texture as great as the variety of colors.
After a while, you find the soft bulk of some great, snoring beast. When you were a small child, you sometimes fell asleep after sinking into the fur of a Saint Bernard. You rest in it for a while, feeling the softness.
Time passes, and the surroundings begin to dissolve again. You slowly wake up.
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