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I Followed Him

I pull back the branches and dive into the depths of the forest, leaving the clearing and its small group of discussors behind. A few steps over the soft, leaf-dappled moss of the forest floor and I am utterly lost in the green shadows beneath the canopy. The defined shape of the clearing is now only a spectre on my retinal memory.