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This year’s Harvest Festival began like any other. Children played in the fields, laughter filled the air, and the scent of cinnamon wafted through the wind. Among the shining array of pumpkins, one stood out—an unnaturally large, radiant orange pumpkin that seemed almost to glow with an inner light. Hands carefully cut the vine connecting it to the earth, and it was raised upon a wooden platform in the village square, now crowned the Pumpkin King.
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