Hot midday sun pierced the living-room and was drawing geometric patterns on the shrunken floor boards. The station fell into deep slumber: birds stopped singing, dogs were hiding from the heat in the shade of trees. The inhabitants of Blue Peaks Valley kept still, waiting for a breath of fresh wind to blow and break this summer day's motionlessness.
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