On my flight, I met a rooster.
"I'll be eaten by the humans on the morrow."
"That's a real pity. Let me give you my sun.""If the sun only rises at your call, they won't be able to kill you, right?"The rooster called, the sun rose again and the people rejoiced. Wonder if the bird was saved?After that I spent a long time crossing the sea, and then in service to the gods of this land.And now, those gods and legends alike are becoming mere stories.
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