PREVIEW
... rosperous grass and trees in the mountains, birds chirping happily in the forest, green shoots in the fields, and the vitality of early summer is everywhere.
Shirot was standing still in the rain by Lake Patzcuaro, wearing a thatched cloak.
He looked at the low sky. The pattering raindrops formed intermittent lines, falling on the mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, and then flowing down from the mountains, converging into streams between the basins. He looked at the stream ...
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