Early in the morning, as soon as she woke up, she flew to the nearest river or lake, she needed water, because the fire that was coming all the way up of her throat was so intense, that she felt that she could spit lava.
The end.
Early in the morning, as soon as she woke up, she flew to the nearest river or lake, she needed water, because the fire that was coming all the way up of her throat was so intense, that she felt that she could spit lava.
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