[...] We could hear ,shouted from those open mouths, words of love from one and words of fear from the other, in addition to the gasping breath of the running: it is the action, both physical and emotional ,which envelops and overwhelms them, it changes them because pierced by the arrow, they always change even when still, melting them into emotions. Dafne runs away, scared, Apollo in flames chases her and runs through the nature and its shades, they blend in it and they are absorbed by it, assuming its features, now the marine manes made of seaweeds and fishes, then branches, leaves and trees of the country. [...]

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