Michael Finocchiaro

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I left in the afternoon, the sun flooded the heavily forested countryside in Aust-Agder, which received it in its manifold ways: the water in the lakes and rivers glittered, the dense conifers shone, the forest floor blushed, the leaves on the deciduous trees flashed on the few occasions a gust of wind caught them. Amid this interplay of light and color the shadows slowly lengthened and thickened. I stood by
My Struggle: Book 5 (My Struggle #5)
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