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Elias walked down to the creek, his boots crunching softly on the gravel path. He wasn't just walking; he was reading. To his left, a patch of overturned soil—wild boars had been rooting for tubers in the night. Above, the silhouette of a great horned owl on a snag, watching him with the indifference of an apex predator. In the city, nature was a backdrop to be looked at; here, nature was a roommate to be respected.

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