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... onger hold back the accumulated sand and it slowly ebbed outwards, glowing with a faint dark red, as it creeped across the ground as though it was alive.
Jagged branches of the withered trees were like thin ashen limbs stretching desperately towards the dark sky. The same red sand flowed under the dead branches, slowly piling up into small sand dunes.
The soft, euphonious singing voices of children floated in the air, their nursery rhymes penetrating eardrums and snaking into the ...
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