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We flew low, under the stormy clouds, our breath vanishing as the beauty of the surrounding scenery captured us. Beams of warm golden light shone through holes in the clouds, illuminating features on the land. It felt as if we had crossed into another realm and were trapped in a perfectly drawn landscape painting.
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We flew low, under the stormy clouds, our breath vanishing as the beauty of the surrounding scenery captured us. Beams of warm golden light shone through holes in the clouds, illuminating features on the land. It felt as if we had crossed into another realm and were trapped in a perfectly drawn landscape painting.
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