: The golden light of dawn brushed the horizon like the first rays of the rooster's sun, the rooster perched atop the fence—silhouetted against the firey light of sunrise. It cocked both wings and let a resonant crow escape, carrying the stillness of morning aside in a plume of confidence it stretched through with a mighty stretch of wings.

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