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Chapter 4

Ashok

The next morning, the sky was painted with hues of orange and pink as the sun began its ascent. The air was cool and fresh, a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. The village was slowly coming to life with the chirping of birds and the distant sounds of morning activities.

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