#95361 - “Here is a good place to camp” I said to myself as I stepped in a clearance between the trees. A short while later, she ended her song and sat there, it was still echoing in my mind nevertheless. I walked up a small hill, which blocked what lies beyond from the eyes, but not the ears.
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