She needs a moment to knock her thoughts into shape.
You want to look to the future.
Still, it is hard not to wonder what he might look like.
She hears nothing but birdsong, acorns dropping and the wind in the leaves.
But the world will ask us questions.
I think I like it better that way.
I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.
But first of all we watch the fish.
There is nothing to do but hope that whatever comes next will be brighter and better.
Still, the world has always puzzled him.
Sometimes you can reach him and sometimes you can’t.
The world must move on.
It is a time of beginnings for those who can make them.
The whole house is haunted. It will not let her go.
It is an era of change, that much is clear.
What manner of oddness is this?
That’s the nature of nature.
It feels like we have the whole place to ourselves.
The forest is still and it feels a good place to be.
No running away.
They all seem very nice.
You can always change your mind later.
This time next year we shall be living like kings.
Some things just happen.
Fate singled him out, it was as simple as that.
There’s no denying it’s a remarkable thing.
This time next year we will be performing at concert halls.
You are a most curious creature.
Doesn’t look like much work. Staring out of the window.
More than anything, she longs for adventures of her own.
It moves at speed, with a rattle and rumble.
But listen. That sound outside the window is the world going by.
The place has grown sad.
It does not feel very splendid.
No point starting a job if you’re going to leave it half-done.
What a sight it once was and just look at it now.
Come and have a look for yourself.
The tree looks like a tree, same as all the rest.
The forest is ancient. It exists outside time.
I went back because the forest is fantastic.
This is the landscape from a future that has already been and gone.
The world is home to outlandish creatures.
Galaxies joggle and reel above their heads.
The stars. Up there. There are too many stars.
What were you saying again?
Looking at the stars, she feels impossibly small.
What a nice thing to happen.
It’s obviously an honour, being invited to the woods.
He went where he wanted to go.
There’s always a simple explanation for these things.
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