Recovering from a fever... my bones still ache, my body shutters from chills...
I don't know anything other than this moment.
My body was transformed, baptised, initiated... the years were leading up to this event and now it is upon me...
I don't know anything other than this moment.
And here is the Fall, the autumn season, a segue into Winter, the prescient omen in the wings...
I don't know anything other than this moment.
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