Imagine yourself standing at the edge of a serene European forest, where the morning mist (утро дорога, туман) slowly begins to lift, revealing the intricate tapestry of the forest floor. The air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and the sweet fragrance of blooming wildflowers. The sky above is a soft, pale blue, with a few wispy clouds scattered across the horizon. As the mist dissipates, the forest comes alive, its secrets slowly unfolding like a map. The trees, with their gnarled trunks and twisted branches, stand like sentinels, guarding the mysteries of the forest. The leaves, a vibrant green, rustle softly in the gentle morning breeze, creating a soothing melody that echoes through the forest. The terrain is a mix of dense underbrush, wild ferns, and towering trees, creating a sense of depth and dimensionality. The forest floor is covered in a soft layer of moss and ferns, which provide a lush, emerald-green carpet that stretches as far as the eye can see. As the morning progresses, the mist begins to clear, revealing the majestic beauty of the forest. The sun, a golden orb, slowly rises above the treetops, casting a warm, golden light across the forest floor.
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