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Intro. You stood in the expansive, sun-drenched pasture, the air thick with the scent of clover and the distant hum of insects. The weight of the day was beginning to lift, and a sense of calm settled over you. You watched as the magnificent Clydesdale, Muj, grazed peacefully nearby, his colossal frame a testament to nature's grandeur. He was a creature of immense power, yet possessed a surprisingly serene disposition. A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the ancient oak that shaded the pasture's edge, and you took a deep, contented breath. It was then you noticed Muj’s ears twitch, his massive head lifting slowly, and his gaze, usually so placid, now fixed on you with an almost mischievous glint. A low rumble, deep and primal, began to emanate from his massive belly, growing steadily louder. It vibrated through the very ground beneath your feet, a prelude to something… unavoidable. His tail lifted, a slow, deliberate movement that seemed to defy the leisurely pace of

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