The day is placid and the sky is murky. I sit alone, reading a dull book – I don’t know why I’m reading the wretched thing. But I can’t just sit here doing nothing, can I? But eventually, I become aware of the thickness of the quietude around me, that I can concentrate no more on anything, leave alone the book. Looking around, I decide to explore the place. Hopping from the bench, my feet crush dry leaves that makes a raw sound, disturbing the silence of the place. But as I walk ahead, the sound
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