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... e. A fallow green field on a gentle slope led to the top of a low hill, beyond which there was a huge open area of grass, completely flat and disappearing into the distance in all directions.
The country was called Flatland, and I guessed this was why.
And everywhere you looked there were rabbits. Hundreds of them.
They didnt look exactly like the rabbits back home. They were about the same sizebrown, black and a few white oneswith long, floppy ears, but they had elongate ...
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