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In 400 words, write your ideal place.
A/N this is 399 words long so close enough.
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My ideal place would be wide and clear, nature all around me. There will be thickets of conifers scattered across the open fields of grass and snow. The wind will be clean and cool, and pull the snow from its slumber on the ground and dance across the air. Herds of deer would wonder from wood to wood, and the howls of wolves could be heard in the distance. There would be scattered villages with wood board houses and smoke curling from the chimney. The people would be a community living in a simpler time and welcome a friendly new face. There would be gathering around the fire and stories would be told and songs sang. Back to the country there would be signs of winter everywhere even in the depths of summer. The songs of winter will play year round and though the days could be grey, you can still see the beauty in everything. The forests will be quite havens to all who enter and be a completely different world. Everything would be quite and you can feel the beat of something ancient pulsing under your feet. Like a church the forest will give a presence of something greater then you and you will be safe in its recesses. Above you can hear the songs of birds, and feel the touch of the sun as it streams through the branches. The sounds of the beasts of the forest will alert you to their presence and if you are lucky could see the grace of an old stage, or the sight of a laughing wolf in the confines of the woods. As you walk further you can feel something guiding you, deeper into the forest to the heart. You can also smell the sharp scent of cedar and pine as you crush there needles under your feet, and the crisp smell of snow. In the heart you would find a massive structure of white marble. A city seemingly grown from the ground reaches towards the sky, the top of the highest tower gleaming in the winter sun. Around the city are empty fields and the boundary of the woods and city marked by white tiles of marble. The city is left empty and perfect the power of the world radiating from its walls, and if you are quite you can hear the knowledge of times long since passed.