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Then I lifted my eyes to the landscape around me. I was then at the upstream of a fairly large and broad hill, overlooking a vast clearing. I thought I recognized at some distance from the forest where I was born, but only by some young foliage that reminded me of the trees often met during my journey insiders. I heard the distant sound of a river, and its murmur seemed to indicate that my position was not very different from where I had left in my sleep.