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A lot happened befo? his point, b? p until I wade ithe rive? here's nothi? o be remembered.
The rive? self is alte? ely clear an? rky. I c? ee large? ? and? ? ? ast and through my legs.? urn ? nd a? here's a small crowd on the river bank, exhorting me to go o? ? illage i? st around the bend. The ringleader has alrea? d me that th? are? ange there, and ? gh m? n in eve? espect, ? things are still ac? ible onl? ? er.
Still, I wade on, the water alte? ely reaching to my k? or ? t. There are? sive swirlin? rren? ippling through the rive? ? ime ? ime,? they're oddly gentle, and I wade onund the bend? >
On? o be confronted with a fork. To the ? , the river ? on through the jungle. ? ? ? , the same, exce? here are? tle twinkly ligh? hini? ? ? ? ? on the smal? land that's forking the river. I ele? o go right; "Al? ? the lights guide yo? uot; com? nbidden into my mind? >
Sudd? ? ? hing goes dark, and as m? es a? t, i? rns out the dark? is ? ? illuminated? h wa? conces, and I'm ? hat appears to be a hallway--whose f? is the river. T are multiple doors, and? ? stand that I'm in something like? ? ing ? er or plaza, and? e enough, I see ? ited wai? crossing the river from door to door.
D? ful ? ? thin? eful can be found there,? urn ? nd and continue down the? er. I co? o a ? e that l? muc? iend? ? ilt much? ? ? ionally,? h a deck, so I climb up out ? ? ? and run? oss ? ? ? ho&#? ? ting there.
? ? ot;O? here? are? ot; she ? , and hands me her notebook from class. "You might ? ell ? thi? ? cribbled all ove? ? ot; I take it an? en it and she's right--I've filled most ? ? ? ? h doodles an? e, jagged scrawl? telling unknown sto? .
Finally, ? ettle down a? moke some weed b? e I plunge back into the? er as night falls, and I swi? ay in the darkness.
The rive? self is alte? ely clear an? rky. I c? ee large? ? and? ? ? ast and through my legs.? urn ? nd a? here's a small crowd on the river bank, exhorting me to go o? ? illage i? st around the bend. The ringleader has alrea? d me that th? are? ange there, and ? gh m? n in eve? espect, ? things are still ac? ible onl? ? er.
Still, I wade on, the water alte? ely reaching to my k? or ? t. There are? sive swirlin? rren? ippling through the rive? ? ime ? ime,? they're oddly gentle, and I wade onund the bend? >
On? o be confronted with a fork. To the ? , the river ? on through the jungle. ? ? ? , the same, exce? here are? tle twinkly ligh? hini? ? ? ? ? on the smal? land that's forking the river. I ele? o go right; "Al? ? the lights guide yo? uot; com? nbidden into my mind? >
Sudd? ? ? hing goes dark, and as m? es a? t, i? rns out the dark? is ? ? illuminated? h wa? conces, and I'm ? hat appears to be a hallway--whose f? is the river. T are multiple doors, and? ? stand that I'm in something like? ? ing ? er or plaza, and? e enough, I see ? ited wai? crossing the river from door to door.
D? ful ? ? thin? eful can be found there,? urn ? nd and continue down the? er. I co? o a ? e that l? muc? iend? ? ilt much? ? ? ionally,? h a deck, so I climb up out ? ? ? and run? oss ? ? ? ho&#? ? ting there.
? ? ot;O? here? are? ot; she ? , and hands me her notebook from class. "You might ? ell ? thi? ? cribbled all ove? ? ot; I take it an? en it and she's right--I've filled most ? ? ? ? h doodles an? e, jagged scrawl? telling unknown sto? .
Finally, ? ettle down a? moke some weed b? e I plunge back into the? er as night falls, and I swi? ay in the darkness.
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