A bird chirps. Deep in the woods a bird chirps. I can pinpoint its location. As soon as I do there is another and still always another ahead of me. The soil beneath the grey skies is soaked still with yesterday’s storm. Soon there will be a crescent moon, a symbol of the fall and rise of man. But the day is a beautiful discovery, and night has stolen nothing of which I could ill afford to lose.

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