32: In Strange Lands

T H E  A I R  W A S  calm, with a light gale blowing across a chain of green hills and descending to a cool flowing spring, causing the leaves of trees alongside it to flutter. A few leaves fell to the grass covered ground where a cow was busy feeding on it.

The sky was partly cloudy and the midday sun could be seen with its bright yellow rays penetrating through the whiteness.

Back on the ground, the fallen leaves began to stir and so did the grass.

The air around it suddenly felt disturbed and the cow, with its black and white fur, sensed this and began to move away from that area.

The disturbance increased up to a point that the leaves were then levitating and swirling wildly as if an invisible twister had just formed up.

They swirled faster and faster, picking up speed until something stranger began to manifest.

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