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Chapter 2: Unfamiliar Room
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... s of the mountain glowed warm in her blue eyes. The pointed fluffy ears on her head twitched in excitement. The bristles in her hand moved elegantly. They waved like the white strands of hair on her head.
The scenery stretched out for miles in front of her. In these moments, Bery became one with the paint brush. Her normally sensitive ears tuned out distant sounds that were unneeded. She only needed the melody of birds, serving as a good backdrop.
Her brush speckled the little cr ...
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