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fantasy story of Nae Takahara :
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wood.
I love the smell of old wood and metal! We walked around the perimeter of the
building, and examined the rusty remains of ancient and unidentifiable mining
equipment. Pressed against, and seemingly disappearing into, the side of the
hill was an enormous metal box. It was open at both ends, and a conveyor belt
(what was left of it) passed through it. I looked inside, and could see Teri
looking back at me from the other end. Nae Takahara waved at me and grinned.
I stepped away from the metal box and continued to explore the place. Old
timbers, probably from the walls and ceiling, littered the floor in some
spots. Teri walked over to me and pointed at a bare area on the floor.
"C'mon, let's eat lunch Nae's e!" Nae Takahara hopped over to the spot Nae Takahara 'd indicated,
shrugged off Nae's daypack, and pulled a small blanket from it. Together we
spread it out on
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