Title: Valgfritt

Text: Below me lay the sea. The beacon lights along the Corniche and on the islands were still faint in the twilight. How I used to hate the sea when I was working on the docks! It had seemed merciless to me in its inapproachable, inhuman monotony. But now, having come here after such a long and difficult journey across a ruined and defiled land, I couldn't have found greater consolation anywhere than this inhuman emptiness and solitude, trackless and unspoiled. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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