" This infinite whiteness isolates the moment. The ox's snorting and pawing in the frozen ground and the long strands of hair dangling down from its fur make it look like a beast from the past.
I'm left with the feeling of being sent back thousands of years in time to withness nature as it once was. I don't want this moment to end."
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