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... mall courtyard was tranquil, filled with lush green bamboo.
A few withered vines climbed the walls, trembling in the breeze, and a partly rusted copper bell hung from the eaves, occasionally swayed by the wind to produce a mournful wail.
Moss sprouted from the crevices of the stone steps, glistening with a damp luster.
A clay jar in the corner collected the rainwater from last night, with a dead leaf floating on the surface, twirling with the ripples.
Suddenly, a ...
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