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Run-Off of a Civilization

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A bubbling creek wended its way through the sun-dappled wood, between the wild apple trees and the bushes drooping with juicy purple berries.

An inquisitive fawn dipped its tongue into the creek and pulled away with a frightened bleat.

Upstream, where the beavers built and warred, the bricked-in bayou boiled.

Bambi

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Sunlight crept over the misty vale.

A small, spotted fawn nuzzled its motionless mother. “Get up, mother!” it said, its tremulous voice full of worry as tears fell from its wide, innocent eyes. “Get up!”

“Shut up, Bambi,” said mother. “It’s, like, six o’clock… Can’t a doe get any rest?”