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... an abandoned mine a s his pickaxe clattered to the ground.
The sound which he just heard a moment ago, a familiar sound he had now grown to crave after, to the point where it was like music, soothing to his very soul . This sound indicated that he struck something, something different from the crude stones and rocks he had been digging through endlessly.
He bent down, his fingers hurriedly tugging against the ground as he dug out the object from within.
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