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... ound censoriously. The wind blew his hat backward and it fell, but that didn’t seem to make him relent, rather it made him increase his pace. His heart pounded briskly, and he sweated profusely.
His father’s voice: " knagslot run!".
He glanced back, a torrent of fear exploded in his heart. His dad was on his knees, a figure - stocky, radiated a smile. He kept on running, his vision blurry, the wind prosteperous, the light in the sky faint, the foliages - many.
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