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He had closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he
was on a train, the kind that trolleys small children around in
circles at amusement parks. The rails were leading him
through a thickforest of gold-brown trees, but the trees were
actually giraffes,and their long necks were reaching like
branches into the sky. A wind rose up and peeled the spots
from their backs. The spots floated down around him,
swirling and dipping in the wake of the train. (p.26)
was on a train, the kind that trolleys small children around in
circles at amusement parks. The rails were leading him
through a thickforest of gold-brown trees, but the trees were
actually giraffes,and their long necks were reaching like
branches into the sky. A wind rose up and peeled the spots
from their backs. The spots floated down around him,
swirling and dipping in the wake of the train. (p.26)
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