A quiet story at a quiet night

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It was a quiet night. Darkness blanketed the trees and stars freckled the vast country sky. All was quiet and still, except for the babbling water in the ditch. Over the hill there was a temple,which was lit when the evening came. Since I was a little girl, I rarely saw people coming in and out of the temple until one day there was just a big crowd laughing their way into the building. What a surprise and mystery!

To satisfy my curiosity, I sneeked into the gate and disappeared quickly into a shrub. Ha, maybe an elf was directing me in the sky, this was a perfect spot to watch the room!

 

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