I hiked high into the mountains, reaching an old alpine meadow before the rain began.
In the mist, I discovered an abandoned shepherds’ settlement and spent the night in one of their wooden cabins.
I chopped firewood, lit the old stove, cooked a simple meal, and listened to the rain outside.
No talking — just nature, mountains, and the sound of fire.
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