«Through the slightly smudged car windows, the sifting peculiarities of the landscape, flashed before her attentive eyes, like the picture frames of an old motion picture. As the car rapidly progressed on the road, those changes became gradually more visible and easily recognizable.»
By Raquel R. in Short Story number 12
«Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty if only we have the eyes to see them.»
John Ruskin
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