Lisa_crossing_field

The field was deeper than it looked from the porch. Within minutes, the village spire vanished behind a wall of amber. The air grew thick with the scent of sun-baked earth and sweet grass.

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: The wind didn't just blow; it seemed to carry fragments of songs she almost recognized. The field was deeper than it looked from the porch