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In this episode, we'll venture into an abandoned windmill, battling eerie legends and newfound dangers to emerge stronger and united.
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Let's take another listen. Listen closely to any part you may have missed.
In the flat of Fluctus from what out Needeland was stunting out the windmole.
In the abandoned plains of what was once Netherland stood an old windmill.
Hey regte us an enzame Ofvchtnard de l'echte said, how to vikus still also juzunka srip.
It reached out like a lone sentinel to the sky, its wooden veins motionless, like a sunken ship.
Um do hui de vildestrouge kapot rauti is hitted in the zoom an out ooster machinery herrinder de amanflora tiedeberg.
Whild bushes grew around it. Broken windows glistened in the sun, and old, rusty machinery reminded of a lost era. Son Dame and youuri is narda de forsichtre San don and URIs approached cautiously. Het vossohmer and the yet druktesvar o punsrauders. It was summer and the heat pressed heavily on their shoulders. Son of Fete had swayed from our foreholft San wiped the sweat from her forehead. Ze vos del alte it or pletant. She was the leader, always vigilant.
The hebben mere fura denode We need more supplies de siplik, heaved the long un razinfustam jezu fospade. This place has been left unseen for too long, she said resolutely.
Dame ful hudemut knichte don full of good spirits nodded, Miss hin finde vevot mlers zey hey, hopeful, maybe we'll find something else, he said, hopeful.
Marzille say con de siel le Go spoke for hala, oh for de mold and need for hate.
But even he couldn't forget the graceful ghost stories about the mill. Yours cake stormsichet yours looked nervously around equate ntor. I don't know the muta ophos. We should be careful. The mole blaustefon fral The mill buzzed with stories. Haste is out of ervagonne ze did d'Or pelling the hainedi, the mout hodeven Vort and the Vintmola Tevede ghosts were
said to live there. According to the villagers, those who dared to dedicate their words to the windmill son of vist deelt Unstall hot Stefey Antos San knew that fear was their greatest enemy. Comb spruc secom come, she spoke calmly, the muta ferder, We must move on, schefga norbine. They went inside the planc cracter onlrun Futte. The floorboards creaked beneath their feet stauf dvorode in the luft, dust swirled
in the air, bine fond sommakratte. Inside sand found crates tortar oplechting shelt our futsal in to her relief, there was food in them chip de omre. She called the others marfor.
Del s to the kratta komnepoca wore the yours and la chombaute.
But before they could grab the crates yours heard a low growl outside. Jeanne O fernaude. His eyes narrowed the mouten yer ve zeey medaoudlek ernst. We need to get out of here, he said, with clear urgency. Despawning ruid. The tension grew son evist does so. Oburius mustfertrau Sennugi had to trust yours. Hey holt altate inserbo. He always had a keen eye. Evie lay the date still to stand. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Tun d'achdan
ann aud outrang de heeer de hatrazine. Then Don remembered an old exit he had seen earlier. Their lungs flows to de hay. This way, he whispered, zem plan was Evowdr mardoul trefend his plan was simple but effective.
Sefepe deforade and fortelloris he is smaller for borghepachidor the now mura from the mole of fumes.
They grabbed the supplies and followed URIs, who found a narrow hidden path through the tight walls of the mill.
This sen at Raus andrikrak n somle rosroco create s floustering in the.
Nacht among the rustling and creaking. Their startled cries sounded like whispers in the night ship. T stilichiusverf e t rujomfu blake to interferte. They slipped away quietly, the growling, fading into the distance. Meteinzurt from opplurting stonele severe bout with a sigh of relief. They stood outside again Son the cake Nahartweffne Sam looked at her two friends, Sir flim Lachte. She smiled, hun samvieking hot and fret. Their
collaboration had saved them. Don Julie spratsee, thank you. She spoke, sefool de de cote fem ndi for schillin de benadring. She felt the strength of their three different approaches on.
The de zindel and de zum mete de vindmola as artefonte fool de summer Deltuna speeders Alham.
Under the shimmering sun with the windmill as a backdrop, Sam felt that their journey would continue. Severed the steerer Sam they were growing stronger together hun.
Fra la varen uncrot saul stevinttvika fondemo la tristut.
Their stories were their strength, just as the wind had propelled the veins of the mill and in distill to.
Night a funtuur varesebern stopped dichtebet unfod' overleaving, and.
In the silence after the adventure, they were one step closer to their next survival.
To Day's vocabulary words are coming up right after this commercial break. Here are to Day's vocabulary words, first in Dutch, then in English.
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Forehead uplatant, oplatant, oplatant, vigilant, fosparade, fosporade, fosparade, resolutely see your liquor, see your liquor, See your liquor. Graceful, spoke, spoke, spoke, ghost, kraken, kraken, kraken, creek, duvarle, duvare le, duvarrele, swirl, krotte, krote, krotte, crates, oplichting, oplichting, oplichting.
Relief, ruhum ruhem, ruhum, graul ernst ernst ernst urgency, spawning, spawning, spawning, tension for naude, fornawde fernaude, narrowed, huss roque whose hus rock startled, floustering, flowstering, floustering, whisper for blacon for blakon for blacon, fading, zucht Zucht zucht Sy Salmon vir King Salmon Viking Salmon vir King collaboration.
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