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Jagged peaks slice through low-hanging clouds, their snow-spattered ridges gleaming like fractured mirrors against a slate-gray sky. Rolling banks of mist coil around each summit, lending an otherworldly hush that heightens the sense of raw, untamed grandeur. A brooding tension hangs in the air, as if the mountains themselves are holding their breath before an approaching storm
Jagged peaks slice through low-hanging clouds, their snow-spattered ridges gleaming like fractured mirrors against a slate-gray sky. Rolling banks of mist coil around each summit, lending an otherworldly hush that heightens the sense of raw, untamed grandeur. A brooding tension hangs in the air, as if the mountains themselves are holding their breath before an approaching storm
Jagged summits rake the sky, their snow-scalloped ridges etched in charcoal against roiling, slate-gray clouds. Pockets of silver light break through the storm-laden vault, tracing sharp contours and plunging the valleys into deep cobalt shadow. An electric hush grips the scene, as though the mountains themselves are holding their breath before the tempest unleashes
Jagged summits rake the sky, their snow-scalloped ridges etched in charcoal against roiling, slate-gray clouds. Pockets of silver light break through the storm-laden vault, tracing sharp contours and plunging the valleys into deep cobalt shadow. An electric hush grips the scene, as though the mountains themselves are holding their breath before the tempest unleashes