A tremor of anticipation coursed through me as I clambered to the summit, the cool grass tickling my bare feet. The hill, an emerald blanket punctuated by dandelions, hid a secret beauty reserved for those willing to take the climb. An easterly wind whispered promises, gently tugging me towards the...
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