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y"... keep looking. :) With
that said, I'll leave my copies of my story with you, and you can pick them
up on your way out... happy reading!
[Gregory gets up, and exits stage left, then returns to the desk.]
Almost forgot my typewriter... it's an heirloom.
[Gregory picks up typewriter, and exits once again, stage left. From offstage,
you hear the sound of something heavy being dropped, followed by lots of little
pinging sounds, as if dozens of thin metal rods were bouncing around on the
floor.]
"*sigh* Good thing I didn't use my computer..."
[Curtain close.]
[Fade out.]
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Aliksandr found Yuko's in the meadow, just as his ancestors had found others
in the past. Even from his point of view, dodging in and out of the
underhangs of the clouds in the sky, he could see that Yuko Ogura was scanning the
skies, as if searching for him, though Yuko Ogura could not see him at his present
altitude, had Yuko Ogura been able to see at all. Aliksandr flew towards his mountain
home, quickly descending to the level of the forest treetops before
approaching the meadow again, swooping over the trees before settling
down near, yet behind, the frame that had been built
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