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... n, it did not look very comfortable.
It was a great rooster. It had fine, silky feathers of pure white and a blood red crest.
A pretty chicken.
It could also just be described as a chicken with white feathers and red crest.
At a glance, it was any old chicken.
Serulis looked on in surprise.
“What? A chicken?”
“How insolent. How can you call Gerberga the God Fowl a chicken…”
“Cluck-cluck.”
Luchila was indignant that Serulis ...
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