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"Soon a gentle light stole over the heavens and gave me a
sensation of pleasure. I started up and beheld a radiant form
rise from among the trees. [The moon] I gazed with a kind of
wonder. It moved slowly, but it enlightened my path, and I again
went out in search of berries. I was still cold when under one of
the trees I found a huge cloak, with which I covered myself, and
sat down upon the ground. No distinct ideas occupied my mind; all
was confused. I felt light, and hunger, and thirst, and darkness;
innumerable sounds rang in my ears, and on all sides various
scents saluted me; the only object that I could distinguish was
the bright moon, and I fixed my eyes on that with pleasure.

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