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This is the landscape from a future that has already been and gone.
What a nice thing to happen.
What were you planning to do this morning?
There is an indefinable feeling, now, that the game is over.
There was no logic to it, though.
I hear that hollow silence of abandonment.
People don’t travel so much these days.
None of this is normal, of course.
Inside, everything is quiet.
The winner always writes the history.
I thought about that for a moment.
Prophets have a short shelf-life.
I was a nobody, a little ant scraping away at the soil.
And right there and then I lost the faith, and I never got it back.
I didn’t want to stop anyway.
I’m not going to give up.
How can this be trouble?
If we’re going out, we’re going out in style.
Why do you think it matters?
Much easier to forget.
He looks … thoughtful. Distracted, sometimes.
It feels like coming home.
It seemed to go on forever.
We’ll have to walk from here, I’m afraid.
Everything was very still, very quiet.
I’m not going to hurt you.
We just don’t know what we’re doing it for any more.
We been doing it so long, we don’t know any better.
It seems I have no choice.
Everything happened quickly after that.
What are you going to do?
Even if you fear it you’re curious to see it.
Maybe when I am older I will be wiser. We’ll see.
I don’t know how you do it.
We were silent for a while.
It gave me a breathless feeling.
She said nothing about that when I saw her.
There had been a notable lack of interesting happenings this summer.
It certainly was inconvenient – there was no doubt of that.
He lapsed into a sombre silence.
So, you see, there’s always hope.
Everybody had a suggestion now.
A sudden realization came upon him that life was real and life was earnest.
I feel very far away sometimes.
‘I was just admiring your place,’ he said.
He was quite willing to stay on here indefinitely.
It was a perfect day, cloudless and still. There was peace in the air.
The situation had the appearance of being at a deadlock.
There was nobody home.
Now everybody pay close attention.

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