Branches bare, the sea sprinkled with jewels of leaves sun-burnt, glistened near white and blue horizon lines, faded pink skies, clouds glided intimately over moorlands, slowly turning their faces to a wide spectrum of the sea, yellow and brown hues scattered over grounds. the transition to damper climes were heard in the sea's roar, birds flocked hither-tither above deciduous trees, they perched over a vacant bough — one evening of mist ✱✱✱
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