You know what I love?

I love the dawn of a sunny day in winter.

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The sun breaks over the ridge behind me, to light the cliff before me. Soon the frost – and unfortunately the mud – will thaw…

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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To the stake with the heretic!