scratchy veil of fatigue irritated my eyes. My mind aper thin. I had been w all day and half the night, and now I was afraid to go to sleep.
Was my mind playing trie? It seemed that I could hear a tune. Well, hardly a tune. Just five lost notes. I opehe window to be sure. Yes. There was definitely sound ing from the garden.
Words I uand. Give me a torn or damaged fragment of text and I divine what must have e before and what must e after. Or if not, I at least reduce the number of possibilities to the most likely option. But music is not my language. Were these five notes e opening of a lullaby? Or the dying fall of a lament? It was impossible to say. With no beginning and no ending to frame them, no melody hold them in place, whatever it was that bound them together seemed precariously insecure. Every time the first ruck up its call, there was a moment of ay while it waited to find out whether its panion was still there, or had drifted off, lost foo……（内容加载失败！）
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