The left path will lead to one final open room. It's largely empty, but there is another break in the paper lining of the mountain — and unlike the rest of the mountain, a few of these pieces of paper that make up the tear are legible.
It's stacks of poetry. Or rather, someone's works in progress. Words are crossed out, commentary and question marks are scribbled all over the margins, and they all seem to have a common theme: shopping at Fantasy Costco.
A bard who once lived in a shack is probably missing these.
In any case, another very easy entrance back into the mountain never hurts — and this one will deposit Sans in a clearing, with a clear view of the central base in the distance.
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The left path will lead to one final open room. It's largely empty, but there is another break in the paper lining of the mountain — and unlike the rest of the mountain, a few of these pieces of paper that make up the tear are legible.
It's stacks of poetry. Or rather, someone's works in progress. Words are crossed out, commentary and question marks are scribbled all over the margins, and they all seem to have a common theme: shopping at Fantasy Costco.
A bard who once lived in a shack is probably missing these.
In any case, another very easy entrance back into the mountain never hurts — and this one will deposit Sans in a clearing, with a clear view of the central base in the distance.