The wind was still strong as we descended the mountain, rustling the leaves overhead. Passing the meadow, the father and daughter were gone; only the wind remained, gently combing the grass in the clearing.
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The wind was still strong as we descended the mountain, rustling the leaves overhead. Passing the meadow, the father and daughter were gone; only the wind remained, gently combing the grass in the clearing.