a multiplayer game of parenting and civilization building
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Long-ish ago an Eve roamed the land without a name, and 22 generations later (last I saw) her kin still followed in her nameless foot steps.
I was in the 18th generation and unfortunately my mother didn't even give first names to her children (and she had a lot).
The Farm Master (as he called himself) from the 16th generation gave a chilling prophecy "this place will go to hell when I die"
As I was old and feeble and not much use the food ran out......... While two ladies sat around a fire to dye their clothes.......the prophecy seemed to come true.
But it appears the clan still lingers.
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