Here

The land smelt like wet. The trees were keeping me safe from the outside problems. It had rained all morning but the sun was shining more than ever. I didn’t want to go back to the crowded city, to the endless problems and to the overwhelming noise. I wished I could stay here forever.

Carbosara

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