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... rl sleeping soundly.
The cold wind that swept by in the distance ruffled the hunched figures of the struggling monastery farmers.
Their faces were numb and lifeless.
Crawling out from their small and run-down thatched cottages, they began their labor.
Close beside the tenant farmers trailed numerous children who were nearly as tall as the wheels of a cart.
Clad in thin clothes, they shivered, stamping their feet and rubbing their hands together to stay war ...
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