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Belyar was calmly slipping his tea sitting on the porch of Valerie's house. Cinnamon slept at his feet as Belyar rocked front and back in his tiny rocking chair. Suddenly the sky above them turned black as coal, but Belyar kept drinking his teas as nothing happened. The black sky swirled until a hurricane formed in the front gates of the house. Belyar got up and walked in for another cup, in the meantime Cinnamon woke up and pulled the bigger rocking chair next to Belyar's. Then, the loyal doggo sat down and waited for the newcomer to walk to them. Valerie hopped in the rocking chair sliding her slender fingers through her black hair and she sighed. Cinnamon snuggled under her other hand which hang down from the arms of the rocking chair. Belyar came out of the house in the moment Valeire
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