Title: Valgfritt

Text: It was cold. Fog and mist everywhere you go, eliminating your ability to see anything. Not a soul was stirring. The bare trees were dancing dangerously in the heavy wind and the icy ground was slippery. It was dark outside. The lamps all dimmed due to the ice that enclosed around it. All the trees and flowers lay there dead and the little creature froze to death. Nobody ventured out and all was silent except for the howling of the wind and the sound of the snow owls. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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