New ych – Silence of the Birch Woods Descending from the cold, mist-shrouded mountain peaks into the quiet embrace of an autumn forest. A weary traveler, a rainy chill, and the striking, unexpected silence of a bright birch grove. link below

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With every gust, the wind-driven salt spray bit into my skin The ocean was wild; way down below, the azure water spread out, traced with a grid of bubbles, stalking in like a beast and slamming into a roaring wave right against the hooves, sending foam flying everywhere. Hypnotic