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... as a mountain erupted into flames.
The girl known as the “Little Matchstick Seller” pointed a middle finger at the huge stack, and suddenly, fire bloomed.
Thick clouds rolled in, sealing the sky shut, and an artificial night descended upon the valley. Lamps glowed gently from rows of temporary cabins, speckling the darkness with the first flickers of starlight.
Everyone was invited to the square: all the children of the Orphanage, the Council employees who had watched ove ...
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