It was fun at first, but I have to tell you, the wind sweeping down the plains gets a little old. At least it's a warm and not-too-dry wind, but it blows in every direction at once, as you can see, and is strong enough to make an obelisk-shaped headstone I was examining dance around, which was creepy and sent me scurrying out of the graveyard even though it was broad daylight.
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