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... illed with thunder and fire.
The Big Yellow Dog had been sleeping soundly in its kennel, but Old Man Liu’s words scared it into bolting out into the downpour.
Thus, it spoke for the first time, blurting out words like a recognition call.
Over Shuangshu Village, an elderly blackened skin drifted with the gale and torrential rain, like a ragged kite, as lava-like blood flowed from its eye sockets.
The fur on the Big Yellow Dog bristled as it stared at the night sky, ...
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