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 表示する for the children of the kingdom.
"Ah, listen," he 発言しました as the bells rang through the air. "They're beautiful, no? So many Colors（色） of sound, so many changing moods… Because あなた know… they don't ring によって themselves…"
"They don't?" Clopin's puppet asked, his squeaky voice even...
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