Swiftly, the sun made its way through the delicate clouds. Brushing itself up against the frosted windows, toasting them up, the sun's light slithered into the houses, shining its brightness throughout, bringing its warmth, giving us the morning. As every hour passed, it engulfed the town in its luster, its heat, its greatness. So hot it was, but so good it felt with its heat radiating at you left and right, pushing itself to get warmer and warmer. How could it get any hotter, that beast, which was already so powerful?
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