Title: Valgfritt

Text: Winds swept across the barren plains; an earthy smell hit our nostrils. "Do you think we could revitalize this place?" asked the woman with red hair. The other woman, the older one, darted her eyes around the area, taking in the yellow grass that had been crunching under our feet, the twisted trees sparsely spaced out in the distance, and the rolling clouds ahead that promised a long overdue rain. I was pleased to hear her answer: "I think we will build here." I kept my composure despite my joy. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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