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... wildflowers growing on the sides.

Tall trees stand at the edges of the strip, moving slightly in the wind.

The runway, a mix of dirt and rocks, shaped by the hill beneath it, looked as secure as an artificial runway. The sky above looked wide and clear, with a few clouds scattered around.

-Shhhhhhhhh…!

A jet approaches from these high clouds slowing down as it nears the ground, its shiny metal body adored with the golden sunlight of the afternoon.

-Swiiii ...

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