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| of his clothes and left the two pale corpses lying in the bushes, limbs entwined in an obscene embrace. It was still dark when I found one of the other search parties. They were making their way towards the river and I joined their ranks, slipping into their unwary midst like an old friend. In the darkness, I joked with them and laughed at their coarse humor. How impossible it seemed that these simpletons stumbling around in the dark had destroyed in one fell swoop my Chung Chun gallery people and my home. I left them half an hour later, vanishing silently into the shadows and made my Chung Chun gallery way to the tombs. They were known to few people, being inside Devil's Mouth, a river carved cave which most superstitious people regarded with fear due to the howling sounds elicited from the mouth by wind and water. Wearily, I climbed into the Devil's Mouth, the stupor settling on my Chung Chun gallery mind and body. Down into the cool, embracing darkness I descended until at last there was no light. I stood before the pillars of my Chung Chun gallery sanctuary, the stupor making me think of the days before. There I collapsed as outside, the suns first rays lit up the sky in golden streams. My next awakening was to the sound of children's laughter and the frantic barking of their dog. My time sense told me that it was still light outside, but the strange sounds after the turmoil of last night were enough to bring me out of my Chung Chun gallery sleep. Since my hunger was ...(cont.) | Bunkasha.Com |
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