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fiction writing/surgery-novel/index.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/surgery-novel/index\twriting/surgery-novel/index
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fiction writing/the-second-ridge.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/the-second-ridge\twriting/the-second-ridge
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fiction writing/tu-pater-et-mater.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/tu-pater-et-mater\twriting/tu-pater-et-mater
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fiction writing/unseeing/index.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/unseeing/index\twriting/unseeing/index
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fiction writing/where-do-you-see-yourself.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/where-do-you-see-yourself\twriting/where-do-you-see-yourself
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fiction writing/with-his-arms-outstretched.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/with-his-arms-outstretched\twriting/with-his-arms-outstretched
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flash-fiction writing/sawtooth/fisher.md 3;" vimwiki:writing/sawtooth/fisher\twriting/sawtooth/fisher#flash-fiction
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writing writing/tarot-experiment/index.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/tarot-experiment/index\twriting/tarot-experiment/index
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writing writing/the-second-ridge.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/the-second-ridge\twriting/the-second-ridge
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writing writing/tu-pater-et-mater.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/tu-pater-et-mater\twriting/tu-pater-et-mater
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writing writing/unseeing/index.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/unseeing/index\twriting/unseeing/index
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writing writing/where-do-you-see-yourself.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/where-do-you-see-yourself\twriting/where-do-you-see-yourself
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writing writing/where-the-dust-comes-from.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/where-the-dust-comes-from\twriting/where-the-dust-comes-from
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writing writing/with-his-arms-outstretched.md 2;" vimwiki:writing/with-his-arms-outstretched\twriting/with-his-arms-outstretched
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After prayer, Lyut feeds his fire and sits for a while before it to ensure that the sound of the wood burning is just as it should be and that the heat of the fire is neither too hot nor too cool, for he knew that a hot-burning fire that roared and rushed with the voice of Ýng's anger was one that would at best burn out too soon.
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With the smoke of the fire mingling with that of his incense, with the scent of his devotion lingering in his nose and clinging to his fur and stinging sightless eyes, he takes up his knife walking stick and pads slowly down the path from his cave to the section of river. His feet guide him with soft shuffling. His stick guides him with gentle tapping. His ears guide him with the sounds of the river. Ýng guides him with their hand on his shoulder.
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With the smoke of the fire mingling with that of his incense, with the scent of his devotion lingering in his nose and clinging to his fur and stinging sightless eyes, he takes up his knife walking stick and pads slowly down the path from his cave to the section of river he calls his own. His feet guide him with soft shuffling. His stick guides him with gentle tapping. His ears guide him with the sounds of the river. Ýng guides him with their hand on his shoulder.
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At the river by his cave, there is a pool where the water flows out from between two rocks, and it is across that gap that he has strung a net.
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Takes then his stick in hand and taps his way back to his cave, where, after banking a portion of the fire, his bundle is nestled among the hot coals until it is dry and parched on the outside.
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In the meantime, Lyut paces carefully into the woods perpendicular to the hill on which his cave rests, brushing aside further fronds to the place where his nose tells him he may make water and void his bowels. After finishing, another trip to the river is made, this time carrying a jug slung over his shoulder to be filled with water for his camp.
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In the meantime, Lyut walks carefully into the woods perpendicular to the hill on which his cave rests, brushing aside further fronds to the place where his nose tells him he may make water and void his bowels. After finishing, another trip to the river is made, this time carrying a jug slung over his shoulder to be filled with water for his camp.
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By then, the smell of steamed fish is beginning to escape from the clay baker that he has formed, and the time to break his fast is upon him.
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* On Lyut's life
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* [On making incense](making-incense)
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* [On foraging and fishing](foraging)
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* [On going to bed hungry and subsisting on the smoke of prayer](hunger)
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* [On cycles, days, weeks/Zita, sun, heat, seasons](cycles-heat)
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* [On going to bed hungry and subsisting on the smoke of prayer](hunger)
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* Confounding with sight
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