The kingdom awoke on a bright, warm morning, to the sound of the bells, ringing out their song from the chapel. The citizens of the kingdom set about their daily lives, fishing, baking, making their living any way they could. One citizen in particular, a gypsy named Clopin, was an entertainer and now held a puppet show for the children of the kingdom.
"Ah, listen," he said as the bells rang through the air. "They're beautiful, no? So many 색깔 of sound, so many changing moods… Because 당신 know… they don't ring 의해 themselves…"
"They don't?" Clopin's puppet asked, his squeaky voice even...
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