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Five rips more moss from the crack. Its roots keep clinging to the dirt, creating a winter-hard earthern underside that follows the shape of the crack and leaves it empty. „I‘m not playing and you’re frozen“, he says.
„Y-you’re so… so weird!“ Two growls.-
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One day, Five realizes that he’s not like his siblings at all. It shouldn’t sting as much as it does.