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It’s a frosty morning here on the Island, Þorri danced through the streets last night.
The sun is rising, but ever so gently, as is her want at this time of year. But, every lane way, every nook and every cranny welcomes the touch of warmth and light.
#morning #winter #wintersun #sea #isleofwight #dawn
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