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The tree with its bleached limbs held testament to what was, a stark contrast to the evergreens lining the foothills down into the valley.
The sky above was undecided, its grey clouds jostling for supremacy over the light.
Rain gathered in hard lines determined to fall, exactly where had yet to be determined, as the wind swept its carriers westward.
Mother Nature was mistress to this land.
Only she held the secrets to choose the way and means for Her charges to survive.