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Tuesday, October 28, 2003


Day 3: A Starting Point
I took a step into the town today. I was so scared I almost peed my pants. A woman spoke to me. She was gesturing to my hair and smiling, but hell if I knew what she meant. The language is so incomprehensible, so fluid and mushed together. I can't pick out words. I can barely pick out sounds.
Getting back to the scary part.
I somehow got caught in the current of people and was pulled into the center of the town on market day. The winged people stared and they pointed. My heart must have exploded and I haven't noticed yet, but, somehow I found my way out.
Now that I think about it. The place was amazing. It was beautiful. There were so many colors and smells and sounds. Laughter and berries and a dozen shades of indigo. I just can't put it into words. The world was spinning, twirling out of control. Booths three stories tall and higher. Bells and music and singing enfolding the place within an energy so powerful . . . I'm rambling now. And I must save pages.
One more thing before I go steal some food; he was there. I know he followed me.

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