An odd lost day. I see no sense in it. It reveals nothing, not a single sign. The spies are sleeping, mouths full of water. Winter has come, so much like fall, and things are as fruit after the frostthrown against the ground. Winter has come, so much like fall. Wheels slip right onto axles, as they did Long ago, but where are they rolling to?
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