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... e in the water, the fragmented glimmers, softly recounting those sentimental and reminiscent past events.
After a long while, when the melody was finished, the girl put down the flute in her hand, raised her head again, and looked toward the giant crab in the river in the distance.
She walked over slowly, her toes touching the water surface, stepping along the claw step by step onto the towering body of the giant crab, finally coming to a stop at the top.
The wet mudstone ...
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