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As Esme and I approached the meadow, my breath caught in awe of its sheer beauty. The golden rays of the setting sun cast a warm glow over the lush green expanse, turning the whole scene into a magical painting. The gentle breeze danced through the tall grass, creating ripples that made the meadow come alive. It was not unlike the meadow Ethan had taken me to, except this was much larger and much less private.
Nature seemed to have dressed up for the occasion, decorating the meadow with an array of vibrant wildflowers, each petal a brushstroke of colors. They swayed in harmony with the rustling leaves of the surrounding trees, creating a symphony of sights and sounds that filled my senses.
The meadow was surrounded by ancient trees, their branches reaching out like protective arms,
