SCHTUFF

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The days are an arrow in a dead mans chest.
(125)
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And then, incredibly, through the pale, strange
light the mans hand movesclick click click
clicktoward the bow, and grasps it, and draws
it down, away from the shoulder and around in
front (click click) and transfers the bow to the
slowly moving second hand, and the first hand
goes back up and (click) over the shoulder and
returns with an arrow, threads the bow. (127)
Time related things?
Time is inside them, transferred from chamber to
chamber like sand in an hourglassSuddenly,
time is a rush for the hart: his head flicks, he
jerks, his front legs bucking, and hes dead.
(126-27)