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... by the people from the capital was piled in the corner. Slowly, the aroma of the tea began to seep out, eventually overpowering the smell of the flowers growing in the garden. A few yellow butterflies danced between the blossoming trees; above them, among the branches, the crisp chirping of hatchling birds could be heard.
“Go. The young phoenix becomes an adult when it utters its first cry. You should go and see the world.” The Countess smiled. “It’s just that, since you’re still a chi ...
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