On the fourth day,

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It had been far too long since something of this kind had occurred, she was not satisfied.

It only took place once.

It stopped three times.

After four steps, it boiled.

One more, and it became cold.

Are you not proud that the line got farther and farther away?

Do you feel pleased with yourself?

You ought to feel pleased.

Up until that moment, you were nonexistent.

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