As nightfall begins to creep over Exmoor, the thick fog becomes oppressive. Heading back to the car, it feels very lonely walking along a path with no sound other than those of my footsteps and that of my breath.
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As nightfall begins to creep over Exmoor, the thick fog becomes oppressive. Heading back to the car, it feels very lonely walking along a path with no sound other than those of my footsteps and that of my breath.