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~undefined §* the balcony was ill taken care of, *§ undefined~
~undefined  * and looked a bit like a forgotten  *  undefined~
~undefined  * storage closet, and with bird shit *  undefined~
~undefined  *  on the floor that you would have  *  undefined~
~undefined §* to step around. we were sitting on *§ undefined~
~undefined  *   a few mismatched cushions (i'm   *  undefined~
~undefined  *  making up a fox companion here,   *  undefined~
~undefined  *  like a hologram) pressed against  *  undefined~
~undefined §* the wall, watching the world end,  *§ undefined~
~undefined  *       drinking calpis water.       *  undefined~
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~undefined  *    the night sky a solid gray,     *  undefined~
~undefined §*   lighter than the trees on our    *§ undefined~
~undefined  *  hill, lighter than the sleeping   *  undefined~
~undefined  *  city spilling out around us. the  *  undefined~
~undefined  *      glow of the fox slightly      *  undefined~
~undefined §*  illuminating the mess around our  *§ undefined~
~undefined  * resting place, not more intrusive  *  undefined~
~undefined  *    than the streetlights below.    *  undefined~
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~undefined §* and, what we were looking at - the *§ undefined~
~undefined  *  intermittent flashes above, that  *  undefined~
~undefined  * would suddenly reveal structure in *  undefined~
~undefined  * that gray sky. what had previously *  undefined~
~undefined §* been a flat surface now sank in on *§ undefined~
~undefined  *   itself, showing deep rifts and   *  undefined~
~undefined  *   bioluminescent nebulas. and it   *  undefined~
~undefined  *       moved, no doubt alive.       *  undefined~
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~undefined  *  but the next moment, gone again:  *  undefined~
~undefined  * as abrubtly as it disappeared, the *  undefined~
~undefined  *  gray wall was back. an ordinary   *  undefined~
~undefined §*          night once more.          *§ undefined~
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~undefined  * "it's still moving", the fox said. *  undefined~
~undefined  *   "i can almost feel it. coming    *  undefined~
~undefined §*              closer."              *§ undefined~
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~undefined  * it was right, the fox. we listened *  undefined~
~undefined  *    to the crickets for a while.    *  undefined~
~undefined §*         "yeah. it's fast."         *§ undefined~
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