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"Grab the shovel!" Eddy said. We need to hide the body. The body? I thought we killed a deer. This was a simple hunting trip. I looked over and saw the dead deer. "Bury it", he said.
The rock fell by the oak tree. Its hard exterior and glossy shell were easy to recognize. It was a kapeter rock. The rarest of all magical gems. Just then, the tree began to grow. At first three more feet. Then, two more branches. The leaves doubled.
The circle was the only shape to mimick the moon of the night. The moon cast its shadow to the ground, filling the circle with light. But the circle you could touch. You can walk in without leaving the ground.
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