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ran faster, harder,
and then the voices began to surround me, boy's voices. They appeared on
my left and on my right, running with me. My feet sprouted hooves, and the
hair on my legs grew thick and entangled. And they led me now and I
followed them. We passed through the woods as so much wind and reached
another clearing, this one holding a large pool of still water. They all
leapt into the water and I leapt with them.
We laughed and we splashed and we joked in a language that I had not
known until that day. And we touched and I caressed them and they me. And
on the banks of that pool our play dissolved into a long night of play, of
men and of boys and of hands and tongues and shafts and holes. And
although I never wanted the sun to rise, I knew it must, and I knew that I
would return to the world of the living.
With this play that lasted for a night's worth of forever I fell
asleep before the crow of the cock. In my belly and in my backside I held
the eruptions of several satyrs, and in several satyrs they held mine. And
as I curled up to lay my head on another's leg and sleep claimed
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