Deep in the jungle, Narada broke a strong branch from a tree Taking a rock he began sharpening the end of the branch.
A year has past, he thought to himself. Four seasons I have sat outside this cave.
When the spear had been fashioned, Narada walked to the entrance of the cave.
Mother Pig, he yelled into the cave...
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