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... nor with swift, direct change, but with a gradual, slow creep, the temperatures dropping by the day and the winds picking up.
The nights had grown freezing, whilst the days were accentuated by warm spots and falling leaves.
Most of the trees around us were barren, and I sighed as I stared at the empty field that once held my crops.
I missed seeing the sea of golden wheat and fiery orange corn, as well as my now pathetic looking garden, the Nettla Bush wilted and the Vetu ...
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