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Then
we
knew
suddenly
that
we
were
lying
on
a
soft
earth
and
that
we
had
stopped
.
Trees
taller
than
we
had
ever
seen
before
stood
over
us
in
great
silence
.
Then
we
knew
.
We
were
in
the
Uncharted
Forest
.
We
had
not
thought
of
coming
here
,
but
our
legs
had
carried
our
wisdom
,
and
our
legs
had
brought
us
to
the
Uncharted
Forest
against
our
will
.
Our
glass
box
lay
beside
us
.
We
crawled
to
it
,
we
fell
upon
it
,
our
face
in
our
arms
,
and
we
lay
still
.
We
lay
thus
for
a
long
time
.
Then
we
rose
,
we
took
our
box
and
walked
on
into
the
forest
.
It
mattered
not
where
we
went
.
We
knew
that
men
would
not
follow
us
,
for
they
never
enter
the
Uncharted
Forest
.
We
had
nothing
to
fear
from
them
.
The
forest
disposes
of
its
own
victims
.
This
gave
us
no
fear
either
.
Only
we
wished
to
be
away
,
away
from
the
City
and
from
the
air
that
touches
upon
the
air
of
the
City
.
So
we
walked
on
,
our
box
in
our
arms
,
our
heart
empty
.
We
are
doomed
.
Whatever
days
are
left
to
us
,
we
shall
spend
them
alone
.
And
we
have
heard
of
the
corruption
to
be
found
in
solitude
We
have
torn
ourselves
from
the
truth
which
is
our
brother
men
,
and
there
is
no
road
back
for
us
,
and
no
redemption
.
We
know
these
things
,
but
we
do
not
care
.
We
care
for
nothing
on
earth
.
We
are
tired
.
Only
the
glass
box
in
our
arms
is
like
a
living
heart
that
gives
us
strength
.
We
have
lied
to
ourselves
.
We
have
not
built
this
box
for
the
good
of
our
brothers
.
We
built
it
for
its
own
sake
.
It
is
above
all
our
brothers
to
us
,
and
its
truth
above
their
truth
.
Why
wonder
about
this
?
We
have
not
many
days
to
live
.
We
are
walking
to
the
fangs
awaiting
us
somewhere
among
the
great
,
silent
trees
.
There
is
not
a
thing
behind
us
to
regret
.
Then
a
blow
of
pain
struck
us
,
our
first
and
our
only
.
We
thought
of
the
Golden
One
.
We
thought
of
the
Golden
One
whom
we
shall
never
see
again
.
Then
the
pain
passed
.
It
is
best
.
We
are
one
of
the
Damned
.
It
is
best
if
the
Golden
One
forget
our
name
and
the
body
which
bore
that
name
.
It
has
been
a
day
of
wonder
,
this
,
our
first
day
in
the
forest
.
