Outside, there was the crisp air of a January frost. Inside the fire burned.


Outside, the sun set behind the icy mountain. Inside, the lit candles shone boldly into the night.


Above, the sun shone onto the fresh grass. Below, the cave was being explored with the dim light of a torch there only sense of direction.


At the west, the fog devoured the surroundings. To the east, the clear environment was stunning.


To the right, car engines, sirens and loud music blasted through the city. To the left, all you could hear was the wind whistling and birds tweeting happily.

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