"...I'll tell the wind my name, and no one else. True madness takes or leaves us in the wood halfway through our lives. My skin will be my face now...
I'll leave the way of words to walk the wood. I'll be the forest's man, and greet the sun, and feel the silence blossom on my tongue like language."
--Neil Gaiman
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