The birdsong ceased. Flapping wings replaced the singing as all the forest creatures fled. Something was changing, and it wasn't good. The cloudless sky darkened, and the holy men looked up, but they saw nothing but the dimming blue sky. They continued chanting, hoping that all would return to normal.
Suddenly, they heard deep and raucous laughter all ar…
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