M.'s Hide-and-Seek (BM)

The blond boy turned away and stood beneath a tree, with a strip of sparse sunlight falling a meter behind him.

The back of his hand blocked his view, and the ring pressed painfully against his eyelid.

The white rabbit ran, the crane flew.

The fox rode a turtle in pursuit.

Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen, sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten

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