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The tall white turrets fluttered the the Red Flag of Clinor (the wacky country,) I was picking up the scent of The Ciser Bull. Its stench, though, could be smelled thousands of kilometers away. But I called the king and his men to on thier guard.
The Ciser Bull has been the kingdoms enemy for hundreds of years. Mother said a million but she is kinda mad so yeah. Again I wish I was a monkey and could climb high into a tree and see if the Ciser Bull was near... which I doubt, but again mabye. And that was the beginning of my silent plan...
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