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large/10361/revolutions_time_1608_librivox_64kb_mp3/revolutionsoftime_07_dunn_64kb
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Bernibus saw me looking down at the waters from the lofty road with a puzzled look, and asked me if I was wondering about the water's current. BURNABER SAW ME LOOKING DOWN AT THE WATERS FROM THE LOFTY ROAD WITH A PUZZLED LOOK AND ASKED ME IF I WAS WONDERING ABOUT THE WATER'S CURRENT
 a simplicity of form, for all things are incomprehensively complex, but simplicity of meaning. After a time I began noticing changes in our surroundings that indicated we were drawing nearer to our goal, namely, the trees lessening in proportions, the terrain becoming flatter, and the air growing moister and more vibrant. Still, the trees continued to spring up from the ground like great earthen tentacles, for while their size diminished, it was not by enough to change their demeanor, the trees anywhere on Daem being great in size. The sun journeyed with us, and by the time we reached Lake Umquam Renatusum, twilight's last agony was being performed in the heavenly theater, and the rippling waters mirrored it, adding only a strange, flowing texture. The lake's current caught my eye with its subtle oddity, for it was amiss and it appeared upon close inspection that there was an undertow, as if there was an underground river flowing into the lake and bringing about its swirling currents. MPLICITY OF NATURE NOT A SIMPLICITY OF FORM FOR ALL THINGS ARE INCOMPREHENSIBLY COMPLEX BUT SIMPLICITY OF MEANING AFTER A TIME I BEGAN NOTICING CHANGES IN OUR SURROUNDINGS THAT INDICATED WE WERE DRAWING NEARER TO OUR GOAL NAMELY THE TREES LESSENING IN PROPORTIONS THE TERRAIN BECOMING FLATTER AND THE AIR GROWING MOISTER AND MORE VIBRANT STILL THE TREES CONTINUED TO SPRING UP FROM THE GROUND LIKE GREAT EARTHEN TENTACLES FOR WHILE THEIR SIZE DIMINISHED IT WAS NOT BY ENOUGH TO CHANGE THEIR DEMEANOUR THE TREES EVERYWHERE ON DAME BEING GREAT IN SIZE THE SUN JOURNEYED WITH US AND BY THE TIME WE REACHED LAKE EQUAM RENAZZUM TWILIGHT'S LAST AGONY WAS BEING PERFORMED IN THE HEAVENLY THEATRE AND THE RIPPLING WATERS MIRRORED IT ADDING ONLY A STRANGE FLOWING TEXTURE THE LAKE'S CURRENT CAUGHT MY EYE WITH ITS SUBTLE ODDITY FOR IT WAS AMISS AND IT APPEARED UPON CLOSE INSPECTION THAT THERE WAS AN UNDERTOW AS IF THERE WAS AN UNDERGROUND RIVER FLOWING INTO THE LAKE AND BRINGING ABOUT ITS SWIRLING CURRENTS
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