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A Small Sound in the Dark Woods
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91 asmallsoundinthedarkWoods Shehadruntojustthispointdeepinthewoods whennightovercamehereyesandevendrowned Apollo’sfootsteps,andshestoppedandstood justherewhilethewoodclosedintoitscircles aroundher,andsoontheshadowsstoppedmoving. WhereIstandnowtolookaround,shestood andwatchedthecirclesstopaboveherhead, whilefarawayintheloudrumblingleaves whosepatternedpanicstillreflectedgod, hislongpursuit,hisblindabandonment, hisuncle’sheavytides,thecelestialfeet thatflewtobearhismessages,andthewills oftheothergods,accompanyinghimlikestone thatfellinsoundsnowinthosepatteringleaves, itseemedsheheardthissound,anotherbreath, movinginfingerswherethereisnowind tomakelifeoutofleaves,orleavesfromhands. Thegroundishardandcoveredwithsmallstones leftfromtheriver,wherenymphsusedtoplay aroundthosebankswithPeneus,herfather, beforeheturnedhertoalaureltree. NowPeneusisgone,andthenymphsarestill. Theywon’tcomeback.Theoceanisfaraway. Herrootsaredeep.Nownothingseemstomove inthecontinualeveningofanight whereshecan’tsleep,andIcan’tclosehereyes. Thewoodsaredark,andnothinginthesound tellsDaphnewhoitisthatshehearsbreathe: onlythesewoodscanhearherbreath,mybreath, movingtheleavesawayfromDaphne’shands. ...