Standing by the lake I couldn't resist the strange urge to taste the water full well knowing that it would likely be a rather disappointing experience. However on my bending down to scoop up some of the dark green I lost my balance and fell over getting more than I had asked for or perhaps exactly that. I couldn't help feeling that my mute surroundings, the house and all were somehow silently amused by my small accident. Going back to the library to dry my clothes I promised myself to move on no later than the next day.
Chapter IX - Amongst fallen leaves
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Rasmus Lasthein
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10:44 PM
Etiketter: Illustrated novel, Journey, Mirage, Steam Punk, To the coast
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