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... thin clouds, scattering across the land. Dust motes, drifting like mayflies in the air, gave the light tangible form.
Wind swept across the Bohemian plains, emerald grass bending layer upon layer in the same direction, like endless ocean waves. This wind blew to the edge of the plains, crashing into the dense Bohemian Forest.
Branches and leaves across hundreds of square kilometers rustled, shaking the patterns of light and shadow...
The wind stripped the green leaves fr ...
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