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+title: Axe
+genre: prose
+
+id: axe
+toc: "Axe"
+
+project:
+    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
+    class: paul
+    order: 5
+    next:
+    - title: Leaf
+      link: leaf
+    - title: Building
+      link: building
+    prev:
+    - title: Dream
+      link: dream
+    - title: Art
+      link: art
+...
+
+Paul took his axe and went out into the woods to chop trees.
+Or rather he went into the trees to chop wood.
+He wasn't sure.
+Either way it helped him think.
+Last time he'd gone out, he'd had an idea for a shoe-insert company he could start called "Paul's Bunyons."
+He chuckled to himself as he shouldered his axe and went into the forest.
+
+Deep into the woods he admired the organization of the trees.
+"They grow wherever they fall" he said "but still none is too close to another."
+He sounded like Solomon to himself.
+[He imagined he had a beard.][]
+
+He walked for a long time in the shadows of the forest, in its coolness.
+It sounded like snow had fallen but it was still [October][].
+The first time the trees seemed to radiate out from him in straight lines he stopped and turned around four times.
+After he walked on he noticed it happened fairly often.
+
+Still, after he felled his first tree that day he realized they grew from the epicenter of his axe.
+He paused in the [small dark sound][] of the forest quiet.
+
+[He imagined he had a beard.]: riptide_memory.html
+[October]: january.html
+[small dark sound]: last-bastion.html