PREVIEW
... umn filled the Northwest Bay.
In an open field next to the village of Totor, a herdsman, clad in thin clothing, was cautiously tending to several cows.
Not far away, an old cow swished its tail and, with a rustling sound, a large pile of greenish-brown cow dung landed on the ground, resembling a steaming heap of hay.
The herdsman’s face lit up with joy. Without any hesitation, he ran over and plunged his bare feet into the pile, immediately feeling as if the whole world h ...
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