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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. @.¨¤,.,¨&,
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,&.,,¨,¨.@ ¨..§¨.§,..
..#¨¨¨,... 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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,.¤.,...§¨ 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. ¤§.,..¨#@&
£.,.¨¨§@&¨ #@¤¨,,,§.§
¤@,¨..@.£@ : §¨@£¨,.¨,¤
.£#,¨¨¨,¤§ ¨.&@£.¨..#
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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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