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... ge materialized amid the hazy fog.
Scores of simply dressed villagers gathered in front of an ancient treehouse, some whispering secretly, others solemnly waiting.
A quarter of an hour later, as the fog surrounding the village thickened, an elderly man with a white beard, using a wooden cane, approached the tightly shut doors of the treehouse with some anxiety and knocked:
“The time has come.”
The door opened in response, a young girl wearing a blue floral crown a ...
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