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<p>“Hundreds. However, I am still not done checking yet.”</p>
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<p>We walked in silence, then, digesting this, passing through the patch of grass and turned left at nearly a right angle to head to the next. One more until we hit the patch of shade.</p>
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<p>“Did you lose any instances?” I asked.</p>
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<p>She nodded. “One, yes. She was working on a sim of her own, a wild park of sorts. She had not yet merged down, however, and her progress has since been lost. The sim remains incomplete. Posts of gray sprout from the forest floor where the trees were intended to appear, but I do not yet know what trees she intended to place. There is no leaf litter to indicate what she was planning, nor is there yet a sun in the sky to indicated latitude.” The fix turned her head to smile back to us, expression once more wan. “I am thinking that I will turn it into a memorial of sorts.”</p>
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<p>She nodded. “One, yes. She was working on a sim of her own, a wild park of sorts. She had not yet merged down, however, and her progress has since been lost. The sim remains incomplete. Posts of gray sprout from the forest floor where the trees were intended to appear, but I do not yet know what trees she intended to place. There is no leaf litter to indicate what she was planning, nor is there yet a sun in the sky to indicated latitude.” The fox turned her head to smile back to us, expression once more wan. “I am thinking that I will turn it into a memorial of sorts.”</p>
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<p>Rush said, “I’d love to see it some day.”</p>
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<p>She simply nodded.</p>
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<p>“The feeds seem to be more chaotic,” Dry Grass said after a few moments, dragging us back on topic. “The world has taken to the perisystem to talk about what has happened. There, it is loud. It is filled with grief, yes, and increasingly more anger.”</p>
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<p>((After Dry Grass leaves, Reed goes to talk with Lily))</p>
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