The autumn sun was shining through the few copper-coloured leaves still clinging to the branches in defiance of the icy winds cutting through the vale. Despite the deeply blue sky, the weather was already turning to winter and the temperature mirrored it. There was an edge to the wind and the smell of ice in the crisp mountain air.
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Grand Hobbit Summer Picnic July 5th, 2026 |
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