The trodden path leads to a clearing. Pushing back dangling, stressed branches, you find a rock sculpted for human support. You drop your pack on the lush grass and stretch your compacted back. With the load off, you dig for your journal, sit on the cool stone, and open to page one…
Beautiful Land
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