When the news arrived.The sun was beating down warmly over everywhere. Everything was quiet and peaceful and everywhere was still. The only things to be heard were the small birds high above singing in the trees and the cool water running along the riverbed quietly. Along the river bank in the shade laid three figures relaxing with fishing gear by the water. A father and his two children relaxing peacefully. He was a short man, in his early thirties, with messy orange hair; he wore a red dragon inn T-shirt with some jeans that were full of holes and trainers that had seen better days. To his right lay his daughter, about twelve years old, her hair was long, messy
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