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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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