![]() ![]() Hey, what are you thinking, of course I didn't touch it. I picked it up and imagined her flipping through the book.Ī white shirt signaling sovereignty hangs over the bed, probably the most vibrant thing in the house. The red, white and gray sheets were comfortable to sit on, and there was a copy of Lucian's Strategy tossed on the bed. The pure white dishes were stacked cleanly in a pile, and the cans of various colors were placed in the cabinet, although they were irrelevant, I couldn't help but look at them a few more times. By this time, I should probably take it as my trophy. There was a pair of elk antlers nailed to the window, and one of them had a water bladder made of perhaps deer skin hanging from it. I really don't know what to say about other people's slippers. ![]() Well, there was a pair of dark green slippers with a light green pebble-like embroidery on the box next to the door. ![]() Just like the moment before opening the package, the end of waiting, the sweet beginning, I thought to myself that this is the most satisfying moment in life. I stood at the door for about a minute or two, silently scrutinizing the full view of her hut, neat and tidy, quiet and peaceful, eager to learn everything about her, but not wanting to break that expectation too soon. But she was insistent, and I lowered my head slightly and licked my lips, Well, if you have to do that. I stammered, what if they don't come back for me, what if, what if we miss something, about, uh, certain things, I don't know how to say it. I knew the rescue helicopter shouldn't risk waiting until the people were all together before pulling them out, but it was clear to me, and it was clear to her, that it wasn't anyone else who insisted she leave, it was her. I just wasn't expecting it, and Delilah decided to go ahead. Damn it, I don't want to die here like this. Even without a map I can go anywhere I want to go, but now am I lost? The searing fires puffed up the gray smoke, riding the wind mixed with the molten gold of the setting sun, I pulled out the map and looked at it again and again, but always bewildered to go astray. For eleven weeks, I have been watching and wandering in this forest, I am familiar with its breathing at the early sunset and the trembling of the dusk. ![]()
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