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A long afternoon shadow, the somber soul of the hills, crept over the field darkening it.  It passed over me and surrounded me on all sides, 

the sunlight fled from it, retreating toward the opposite hill.  

Night was still far away; that was only one of its early signs, 

but there was something ominous in those dark forerunners.  

There was no one on this field split by shadow; both halves of it were empty; 

I alone stood in that divided place as it grew dimmer.  

I was small in the space that was closing around me, 

preoccupied by a murky anxiety that I carried in my ancient soul, 

foreign yet mine.  

Alone in the field, alone in the world, 

powerless before the secrets of the earth and the expanse of the sky.  

But then, from somewhere in the hills, from the houses on the slopes, 

a song rang out.  

It penetrated the sunlit area of the field right up to my shadow, 

as if coming to my assistance, 

and indeed set me free from that brief, absurd spell.