Under the rain of Bernese

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The sound of thunder pierces the dawn breeze and seeps into her hut.
Among the dense trees, he passed by the window of her small, simple room.
She chose this cottage carefully; she was not concerned with luxury or extravagance, but rather she wished for a warm place that she loved and that loved her.
At the beginning of each year, Elif would wander around the countryside to hear an answer to her question from the villagers.