"My goodness! Young master, get down from there!" exclaimed the elder as he gazed up at the extraordinary sight unfolding before his eyes. Perched atop the lofty branches of a majestic tree, a little boy with tousled red hair cast his eyes upon a breathtaking tableau. The sun, radiant but gentle, painted the scene with warmth, its rays illuminating the world below without a hint of scorching intensity. Birds, like winged notes of a harmonious symphony, danced through the air with uninhibited grace, while the bustling streets below pulsed with the rhythm of life itself. "It's perfect," whispered the boy with a serene smile, as if he had discovered a secret haven hidden within the embrace of nature itself. This moment, this ethereal vision, seemed to encapsulate an idyllic ending, a canvas painted with perfection. "I finally found it, the perfect burial place."
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