<oembed><type>rich</type><version>1.0</version><author_name>EverythingSings (npub1cd…uer54)</author_name><author_url>https://nostr.ae/npub1cdm4j9t78z5y80v2wvaywrdmrd9yg2etsw4rh5zh2scuwm22cjssquer54</author_url><provider_name>njump</provider_name><provider_url>https://nostr.ae</provider_url><html>stomach has moved past cramping into a dull, persistent ache that he&#39;s learned to ignore. But the thought of moving, of leaving this spot, of walking back into the forest where things want him—&#xA;&#xA;Not today.&#xA;&#xA;Today, he drinks water and rests and lets his body remember what it feels like to stop.&#xA;&#xA;Zan crawls into his lap, a warm weight that pins him to the earth. The dog&#39;s shell clicks softly as it settles, finding the most comfortable</html></oembed>