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The scorching sun, accompanied by numerous exclamations, disappeared below the horizon. They were surprisingly diverse, some even quite literary, and all boiled down to a single, common thought – finally, it’s gone! That wretched star relentlessly scorched the “bright” heads of orcs and trolls all day long! And you can’t even hit it: firstly, you’ll lose your hands because it was said that the sun is hotter than anything; and secondly, it doesn’t have a face – it’s just a sphere! Although, the particularly wise orcs believed that the sun’s face is located… yes, exactly there! Everywhere! And what did you think about?...
So, it became completely dark, hungry wolves howled, and everything was shrouded in smoke – there’s no need to burn all sorts of trash at night!
The First Night is coming.