There is a small lake up north, near a town with a name that means towering hill and another town with a name that means stop. At twilight, the frogs establish a chorus that is operatic.
The next morning, the operatic twilight frog chorus is replaced by arias of birdsong, and daylight reveals the small lake in greater detail as gusts of wind riffle the water's surface.
The duck is quackless. A decoy.
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