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She was standing in a thick grove.
The trees were crowded so closely together that their branches overlapped, virtually shutting out the sun completely.
The earth smelled moist and pungent as it might in a cave deprived of the cleansing effect of the sun's rays.
She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.

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