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... slowly setting behind the mountains to the west. And the shadows of the dusk came from three sides, like endless waves.
"Sunrise...spring fog...sunset...twilight...it's getting dark..."
The elder lay quietly on the bed, looking at the western sky. The ruddy on his face gradually dissipated, and the look in his eyes was like a candle in the wind, shaky. The elder Kakamazin knelt down in front of his bed, watching his father, who had been in awe all his life, unstoppably descend int ...
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