C180 What a Horrifying Place

The village is cold and lonely. The dark wind blew across the thatched cottage, bringing up weeds that danced in the air.

When the wind fell, the grass that was flying in the air seemed to have lost its support. It drifted down, like a lonely and lonely banner, sending the dead away.

The village was very long. The messy houses were inserted on both sides of the road.

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