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The wind was on the withered heath...

The wind was on the withered heath,
but in the forest stirred no leaf:
there shadows lay by night and day,
and dark things silent crept beneath.
– J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Hobbit"

The above was running through my head every time I drove through one of the burned areas on the mesa.


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