14th April 1671

Our paths diverge and twist and run off to god knows where leaving us in places no one wants to be, Here we meet Jasper, grey faced and tired, a man without shoes or common sense but given the job of tying lightbulbs to trees. Jasper is a man of wisdom but also great stupidity, He tells us the names of mountains and points to the places where ghosts hide in snow, he then falls inconveniently off a cliff leaving only embers and undrinkable wine.

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