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§¨&&,.,@,, forests around my childhood home. thick .,.£..,.¨.
¨¨¤§@,,.§. pine arcades that were planted and .,¨,§.,.¨.
¨.#.,,,# forgotten. wild boars roaming ..,,¨£,.¨,
,.,¨&@£,¨. underneath, sniffing at the ground. it ..¨,¨.¤¨,¨
¨¨,.§.¤#.. is dark and moist, the canopy having ,,.¨¨,,#.,
¨.,,¨¨@&¤, already soaked up all the sun. .,,.,,¨.&,
¨.,¨¨.&, ,¨,.¨,,,,¤
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,¤,.,..¨#. to west, getting broader and deeper and £,¨..¨.,,,
¨,@¨,¨¨.¨¨ slower as it goes. equisetum grow just ,@,,¨.,...
.¨¨§,¨.¨,, where the pine hands start to let .¨@¨.¨...,
,.¨,@¨¨.,¨ through light, horsemint on the rocky ,.¨£¨,¨...
,¨,.¨¤,.¨, river bed. ,,.¨@,.,¨.
..,,.¨@.., ¨.,.¨&,,¨,
¨,,,¨,.@¨, * £.,,¨,§,,.
,.¨,¨,.¨@, ¤&.¨,.¨#.,
.,.¨¨..¨,& the riverbanks reek of magic. tonight .#@,¨¨,.@¨
.,..,¨¨.¨. they had been a swampworld with sylvan ¨£§¤¨,¨.¨§
£,.¨,..¨¨¨ water, stone rings and floating moss. ¨@¨§§..¨,,
.§..,,¨,¨, you could've found me wallowing around ...&£@,,,¨
¨.@.,¨¨.., on the southern shores until i got &,¨£,#§.,¨
¨¨.#,,¨.¨, bitten. .&..,¤#¤.,
.¨.¨§.¨,¨¨ ¨¨§¨,£.&£¨
.,,.,§.¨.¨ but now i'm further back, on solid ¨¨.#,.¨&§¤
@¨¨¨,.@.., ground, in shoulder-high grass, with an ¨¨¨¨#,,¤,£
£§¨¨¨,¨@¨. orange tin radio and a translucent ,..,.£,¨¨¤
¨#¤.,,¨.&¨ umbrella which i'm sitting on. ¨,¨.¨,£.¨£
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¨@¨..££@.. invisible to my eyes but i can feel ¨#@@.¨,.¨,
,.£,,@.££¨ through the ground just how large it is. ,£,££,.¨.¨
,,,@,¨¨§ ¨,,£##¨..,
¨¨..§.,@¨£ the soil is muddy. i slip when trying ,¨¨&.&§,¨.
.,¨.¨£.,¨@ to get up, still looking at the ¨..¨,£@&¨¨
...,¨.§,,& direction of sound rather than at my §¨¨¨¨¤¨£§,
,..¨,,¨@,¨ hands, who are busy putting things in £&¨¨¨¨.¤@@
¤.¨..¨.,£. my pockets. ¨&£¨.,,#¨@
#&.¨,¨,.,§ .££&¨...¨#
.§£¨¨,,,,¨ then i run east toward my home. .@.@¤,¨,¨@
,££#,¨.¨.¨ ,.,@#¤.¨,,
.@,§¤¨,¨¨. ; ¨,,§.@§...
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,¨¨.¨&&¤¨, clearing where you at first can spot @¨.¨..¨£§#
#.¨,¨¤¨@#¨ the house, not yet really in the ¨£.,..¨#.£
§£.¨,¨.#££ backyard. from my pockets i retrieve my .¨¤.¨,¨¨.£
,&£.,.¨§¨# radio (now dented) but also a small ,¨¨£,,¨¨.&
¨@§#.¨¨¨.§ clay figure i've never seen before. it ¤¨..£,.¨.,
,§.@&.,,¨§ must have been laying in the wet dirt, ##¨¨.#,.¨.
.,¨@§&¨¨,, and i must've picked it up with my ##&,,¨¤.,¨
¨.¨&¨§&¨¨, other belongings. §¨¤&..,£.,
¨¨,,.£@¤,. ¨,§¤¤¨¨,#¨
.,..¨£.&&. it's a statuette of a girl laying naked ,.§.@@...#
¤..¨,.,&¤# on her stomach, feet in the air, ¨¨.¨§#@¨¨.
,£,¨..¨£¨# roughly seven centimeters long. it's ¨.¨.@¨@¤.,
..@..¨¨¨¨@ freshly made, not yet completely dried. ,.,.¨,@#£.
.,¨&,¨,¨,& ,¨,¨..&,@#
¤.¨,#,..,¨ my mom is here now. i ask her for some ¤,.,,.,.&§
£¤,,¨&,¨,, particle board for it to dry on, but ,¤.,¨.,,&.
##@.,¨&¨,, she is worried and wants me to ¨.#,¨,,.,¨
£,@¤,.,§.¨ throw it away. ¨,¨§.¨...¨
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