The first snow of the year blanketed the island in a soft, shimmering white, transforming the familiar landscape into a quiet winter wonderland. Thick clouds hung low over the horizon, casting a muted, silvery light that softened the frosted trees. The crisp, frosty air carried a tranquil stillness, broken only by the crunch of snow underfoot. It was a moment of serene beauty, where time seemed to slow, and the world felt like a dream.



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