The first light breaks upon eternity’s horizon, painting the sky in infinite shades of morning’s soft blue. Each exhalation a tender caress of salt-kissed winds against the shore. Beneath the thawing crust of winters past. Resilient blades of emerald push upward, defiant against the crystalline remnants of frost. Their determined ascent carries with it the rich, resinous perfume of towering evergreens. A symphony of rustling leaves and birdsong that echoes the stories of ages gone by. And high above, the venerable sentinels of the forest stand tall, their gnarled bark etched with time, stirring from slumber as their limbs creak with the sacred hymns of forgotten years.
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…forgotten years
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