..  This is a Turberfield dialogue file (reStructuredText).
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.. |VERSION| property:: carmen.types.version

:author: D Haynes
:date: 2018-10-22
:project: carmen
:version: |VERSION|

.. entity:: LOCATION
   :types: carmen.types.Location
   :states: carmen.types.Spot.grid_1205

.. entity:: PLAYER
   :types: carmen.types.Player
   :states: carmen.types.Spot.grid_1205
            carmen.types.Time.eve_predawn

.. entity:: NARRATOR
   :types: carmen.types.Narrator

In the Woodshed
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Waking
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[NARRATOR]_

    The creaking never wakes me.

    It's when the door slaps shut, I wake.

    In my sleep I dream the creaking. And the
    knocking of blocks as they drop in a basket.

[NARRATOR]_

    Which logs has she taken today?

    From the top of the pile along from the door.

    That is the dry wood.