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... to react than him.
Time often unfolds on a dimly lit afternoon or a foggy morning.
The sheepdog lazily lying beside him would suddenly prick up its long ears, sit up alertly, and dart off with a "whoosh."
A commotion would arise from the herd, bleating and curling together like a ball of yarn.
Then, from the depths of the distant grasslands, a few black dots would emerge, rapidly approaching.
The sheepdog with the same black and white spots as a cow was e ...
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