I stopped running and while panting, I peeked in the bamboo but it had vanished. Or, at least, it appeared to be gone. Those fairies were tricky. I suspect it is hiding and staring at me, giggling silently.
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I stopped running and while panting, I peeked in the bamboo but it had vanished. Or, at least, it appeared to be gone. Those fairies were tricky. I suspect it is hiding and staring at me, giggling silently.
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