
About This Novel
It was late at night, and the world was full of joy. The sound of dripping came from the silent wooden house. With her last sigh, the silver bell fell to the ground and the rain started... She was tired, really tired. Blood dripped on the silver bell, the rain turned from transparent to fishy red, and the earth turned red. There was noisy everywhere, but the wooden house was the only one, quiet and helpless...
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