The last of the monsoons had ended in a quick thundershower which left the mountains bright and fresh. Blue skies sparkled and a rainbow arched impossibly right across the valley, an ethereal bridge to unearthly, untravelled lands. A tribe of sparrows gazed in wonder as a flock of bright red birds wheeled over the valley as if they had emerged from the …
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