| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - as angry. you named me after roaring clouds, that was all? i bellowed at her. my mother took a step back, startled.young one, a storm is not just roaring clouds, she said gently, touching my neck with her muzzle. a storm is much, much powerful. that is why every single living thing takes cover during it. they all flee for safety; a storm is that powerful. there are many types of storms, some
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