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The woodcutter had finally managed to knock down the fir tree in the forest. The tree fell and the sound caused all the birds in the trees to fly up and away. He started his long walk back to the village with the tree dragging it by the base through the snow. The tree left a trail that covered his footprints behind him. As he walked into the village, another tree in the forest fell down. It hit another one and the next and the next, but the birds had all flown away and the woodcutter couldn’t hear over the sound of the tree dragging through the snow. There would be no forest left by morning.
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