It was in the scorching desert heat that it was discovered. The thing discovered was an important thing, for sure. It was a hole. Upon further inspection, it had something shiny in it. Gold.
“Wow.” Jarre gasped.
“What is it…OH MY ASTOLFO!” Phillup heaved as he saw what Jarre was looking at.
Gold. It was gold. Gold. Jarre bent down and dusted off the dirt around a large hunk of the gold that was just near the surface. 83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzl0nxNZ2hM
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“Gold.” Phillup muttered to himself in awe.
He grasped the hunk of gold and pulled. It didn’t budge.
“Come help me!” Jarre ordered.
Phillup came to the side of the gold, one foot stepping into the hole as they tried again. It didn’t budge.
“We’re gonna need some better equipment.” Jarre said.
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“GOLD! WE’LL BE RICH!!” Phillup excitedly explained to his wife.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQuVVbJCKI
“Phillup! You said the pickaxes were here! They aren’t! Where are the g*ming pickaxes!” Jarre said in annoyance as he rummaged in the basement of Phillup’s house.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlBZlbD5La
Phillup’s wife, who was reading Murders in the Rue Morgue in the newspaper, looked up from her newspaper and said:83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9Vlo8z0POm
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Phillup sighed. 83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGXX2MCDYzO
“Nevermind.” he muttered.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJDJOVUrDbU
Jarre ran upstairs with 2 pickaxes, and handed one to Phillup. The 2 men exited the house and got back on their horses. They rode off again, this time going the direction they came. It was night and cloudy by the time they got back, and they noticed the hole had gotten much bigger since they first saw it. It was enormous now, big enough to fit an entire locomotive inside it, cars and all, and still have room. The 2 men peered down the hole. It looked like a big, black, empty void. Then, the clouds blocking the moon parted, and the hole shined bright, and the 2 men closed their eyes and yelped. The moon was covered by passing clouds again, and the glowing subsided. It returned to being a void. Jarre paced up to the hole and stepped in. There was a ramp-like slope the ground inclined to that Jarre stepped on, allowing him to have a sturdy stance. He raised his pickaxe up and hit the hole’s wall. It clanked, and a small chunk of it fell off. He picked it up. 83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggcV4SZyxM
“Gold.” he said. 83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK2RalquOPh
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and then Add to home screen.