a huge beaver is approaching

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Dark clouds gather overhead, their ominous presence commanding attention. The once-clear sky has transformed into a foreboding backdrop, its turbulent depths seeming to churn and writhe like a living entity. A faint whisper of unease drifts on the wind, as if the very fabric of reality is being stretched to its limits. In this eerie atmosphere, one cannot help but feel a sense of impending doom, as if the sky itself has declared war on all that lies beneath it.