From the upstairs window, the midnight sky captured my attention. Lunar light illuminated the icy snow covered ground creating that ethereal appearance that makes me question my wakefulness. Cloud wisps swiftly floated by casting shadow on shadow beneath the birch forest’s wintry skeletal guard. Peering at the landscape below, my gratitude for where our family adventure had taken us was irrepressible.
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