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.¨,,,,¨,,. .,,¨,,,,¨.
,..,..¨,¨, ,¨,¨..,..,
¨,¨¨¨¨.¨,¨ ¨,¨.¨¨¨¨,¨
...¨.¨,,,. .,,,¨.¨...
~.,¨..,¨,. statuette .,¨,..¨,.~
»-¨¨,.,.¨. .¨.,.,¨¨-»
;~~¨¨¨..,. $$¤£¤%¤$%£%££$%¤~=-~=~»»¤%$&%§£$*%£%§§*¤ .,..¨¨¨~~;
%\«-.¨¨,,¨ *@§$%*@$@ ¨,,¨¨.-«\%
$§†«-¨¨,,¨ ¨,,¨¨-«†§$
#&^:»-¨.,, 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. ,¨,-»;†£¤¶
@£$/-~,,,¨ ¨,,,~-/$£@
%^*~,,¨... there's a river passing by, from east ...¨,,~*^%
*\=^.¨,.,, 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. ¨.:-;=%&@#
##¶¤*%=«^¨ ¨^«=%*¤¶##
#¶#£**»^., † ,.^»**£#¶#
£@§%/-:,.¨ ¨.,:-/%§@£
@@^^--.,¨. somethings moving in the grass. it's .¨,.--^^@@
%*†~^.,¨¨¨ 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. ¨.¨.¨,,.,,
.¨,...,¨¨, ,¨¨,...,¨.
.¨¨.,.,¨.¨ = ¨.¨,.,.¨¨.
,.¨...,..¨ ¨..,...¨.,
--,,,..,¨, i am not followed, and slow down in the ,¨,..,,,--
†-~,,¨..,¨ 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. ,.,.¨....¨
.¨.¨,.,¨¨¨ ¨¨¨,.,¨.¨.
....,¨,¨., ,.¨,¨,....
,,¨,¨¨.,,. .,,.¨¨,¨,,
.¨¨¨....,. .,....¨¨¨.
,,¨.,..¨,¨ ¨,¨..,.¨,,
~:.,¨,,¨¨. .¨¨,,¨,.:~