It was a tranquil day, one of the most perfect that Summer.
Apart from the occasional bleat of the sheep as they grazed, it was quiet and serene.
It was Cook who heard the first rumblings.
She looked out of the window expecting to see thunderclouds and a threatening sky, but all was as it should be so she went back to her pies.
The Master was in the library and felt the first shudder.
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