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A quiet tan tent sits on a flat rock beside a skinny, singing creek. Cool blue twilight wraps the mountains, while a small lantern glows warm near the camp. Wet stone slabs shine, and tiny butterflies drift over wildflowers in the grass.

A quiet tan tent sits on a flat rock beside a skinny, singing creek. Cool blue twilight wraps the mountains, while a small lantern glows warm near the camp. Wet stone slabs shine, and tiny butterflies drift over wildflowers in the grass.