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... lay quietly in the storeroom, devoid of thought. But if it had any, it surely must have wondered what life it would lead as a certain object.
An agricultural plow for tilling the soil?
Or a sickle for reaping the harvest?
The door opened, light poured in, and the iron bar was taken out of the storeroom by the craftsman.
It was thrown into the furnace, buried deep beneath the glowing charcoals. The bellows huffed and puffed, the fierce flames scorching the body of ...
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