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I walked through the woods you followed a fog hung over the molehills and the lake belied sea monsters stirring below sleeping in the murky depths. I almost felt your jolty walk echo back from my back – a cave of multitudes, there must be some Greek myth to fit this – crushing gravel, sharp intake of breath, but in fact there was no one. I walked over to the lake shore, red coat in dull light naked tree branches and last years leaves. I came out unscathed, almost cheerful -- and there you were anyway walking towards me |