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Part Seven

           “Youfools!Youthrice-damnedfools!”

           Weswungourfistthroughthewindowpane,andweleaptoutinaringingrainofglass.

           Wefell,butweneverlettheboxfallfromourhands.Thenweran.Weranblindly,andmenandhousesstreakedpastusinatorrentwithoutshape.Andtheroadseemednottobeflatbeforeus,butasifitwereleapinguptomeetus,andwewaitedfortheearthtoriseandstrikeusintheface.Butweran.Weknewnotwhereweweregoing.Weknewonlythatwemustrun,runtotheendoftheworld,totheendofourdays.

           Thenweknewsuddenlythatwewerelyingonasoftearthandthatwehadstopped.Treestallerthanwehadeverseenbeforestoodoverusingreatsilence.Thenweknew.WewereintheUnchartedForest.Wehadnotthoughtofcominghere,butourlegshadcarriedourwisdom,andourlegshadbroughtustotheUnchartedForestagainstourwill.

           Ourglassboxlaybesideus.Wecrawledtoit,wefelluponit,ourfaceinourarms,andwelaystill.

           Welaythusforalongtime.Thenwerose,wetookourboxandwalkedonintotheforest.

           Itmatterednotwherewewent.Weknewthatmenwouldnotfollowus,fortheyneverentertheUnchartedForest.Wehadnothingtofearfromthem.Theforestdisposesofitsownvictims.Thisgaveusnofeareither.Onlywewishedtobeaway,awayfromtheCityandfromtheairthattouchesupontheairoftheCity.Sowewalkedon,ourboxinourarms,ourheartempty.

           Wearedoomed.Whateverdaysarelefttous,weshallspendthemalone.Andwehaveheardofthecorruptiontobefoundinsolitude

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