You are in The Observatory.
Ground you have walked is named. The rest is drawn but unnamed — it is waiting, not missing, and nothing is required of you to find it.
Every realm is named here, and its rooms fold open beneath it. The mark beside a name says which ground you have already walked.
Every door stays where you left it. Esc folds the map.
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Belonging to touch. Of what a body learns through contact rather than through sight or sound.
Rapid movement back and forth about a rest position. What sound, touch and colour all turn out to be underneath.
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