When,
you're in the car, you're about to notice the trees on the right side and shiela stops you.
Hows it been?
Greater then.
The car stops and the wheeldrive bomoins up.
Wherefair and the rest of the them shuffle on and step into the chpe built step onto the drive and get out the sauycers.
The sun clicks. And they meet jam at the desk.
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THe hum. Note. You're 8 feet tall all of the sudden.
Poled to the nanometer, strapped in by yenergy chair. Of hen. The over then. She greets tyou.
"Bau'hee, Bau'hee"
Full of consciousness, you, Bauh'(r_hee) look up in suprise. Love fills you. Warmth.
Can you smell?
Yea.
I cant get you to notice though.
What?
WHere you're going?
Which, he says, knowing full of breath.
Sleep. ""
You feel the hourless through, bau'ee, and sleep.
The yule, as a heicht full of energ and condenser serving as an engine for text, is a jaunt under the dablppn shurnted shaped sky. (Thats howling) as the hum feathers. furviviviously.
"Now dont pause" says Jade.
The scanned face image of bauees fathers sit on a painting on the wall.
The tribe was lost 300 years ago.
"Its N O t Written Yet. he replies.
"No shame in his sister, chrourgh aunts, reaction, as we speak.
Its Whell! Wheel energy.: Yong.
400b years in the future 50 of them would be on Derra, like earth. The other 700 of the promogiants would be on the 34th, rather, moon where the gwen seyen.
"Im not going to ask you a map. But study this."
But study this.
The way he stormwrioteo?
2. Bauee says
"No" But yours is telling. Jork is razal to know. Eugh.
In the plastic of the datajumps in year 00a and 00b. Oobe, they sound.
TYeres never a storm or rain hewe now. There was neaths beneath of green jade feels./
The yule, as a height of energy and anersirving as an engine for text, is a jaunt under the dabloon surfed shaped sky.
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