I wondered by seeing the changes around. The soil was not that loving sticky soil, but painful and tickling small grains of sand. Suddenly I felt some cold behind my neck. Now it has turned the second day. I reached a place where no one was living. I climbed a hill and looked around. A forest covered with heavy mist ahead. Grandpa has told me about this forest. Not even during the daytime, no one walks through here.
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