My mind keeps coming back to that igloo. It just doesn't make sense that it was there. Why was this the only sign of life during a multiple day trek towards the woodland mansion? And why did it just happen to lie along the narrow path of new territory that I was carving out? It's almost as if someone had looked down, seen my starting point, looked at my obvious destination, and then decided to place this well-stocked igloo at almost precisely the mid-point.
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