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Light flows gentle on the snow, the snow crackles under boots, wiping away the night crystals from windshields.
They say they can see the light at the end of the tunnel. But which tunnel? I wondered as I faced the cliff with at least ten tunnels in front of me and more, stretching to infinity to the right and left. So many possibilities.
Light flows gentle on the snow, the snow crackles under boots, wiping away the night crystals from windshields.
They say they can see the light at the end of the tunnel. But which tunnel? I wondered as I faced the cliff with at least ten tunnels in front of me and more, stretching to infinity to the right and left. So many possibilities.