AS I WALKED THE EARTH WAS DENSE AND RESILIENT BENEATH ME, WITH THE CONSISTENCY AND FEEL OF A CORPSE. I REALIZED THAT WITH EACH STEP MY FEET PRESSED DOWN ON GENERATION UPON GENERATION OF MY DEAD ANCESTORS. THEIR BONES, THEIR ROTTED AND TRANSMUTED FLESH, HAD BECOME THE SUBSTANCE OF THE EARTH. IN EATING THE FOOD THAT HAD BEEN TAKEN FROM THE GROUND, I
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