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| 11 | 837 | Then, View more quotes about rising">rising, I entered the stream, feeling its cold waters on my ankles, and waded downstream. |
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| 11 | 834 | At bushes I stopped and nibbled at berries. |
| 11 | 835 | Then, shortly before noon, I stumbled onto a small stream, which could only be a tributary of the Laurius. |
| 11 | 836 | I flung myself down on the pebbles of its shore and lapped the fresh water, slaking my thirst. |
| 11 | 837 | Then, rising, I entered the stream, feeling its cold waters on my ankles, and waded downstream. |
| 11 | 838 | I wished to take this further precaution against leaving a trail behind me, a stain of odor on a twig, a dampness of perspiration on a leaf. |
| 11 | 839 | I followed the stream for an Ahn, sometimes stopping to lift my head to overhanging branches, to nibble at hanging fruit. |
| 11 | 840 | Then the stream joined a larger stream, and I followed that further. |