@marzbal
The mountains, wraped in a thin veiil of snow, stand proudly before the sun, quietly displaying their strength.
They wait patiently for heavier snowfall, eager to reveal the sharp bite of their winter cold.
Winter may have grown stingy with its gifts, yet hope still breathes within the heart of the mountain a silent promise that endurance itself is a form of life.
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