The scene unfolds in a quiet, sunlit meadow where weathered stones rest gently on the grass. Their surfaces are rough and textured, bearing the marks of time and exposure. The largest stone, positioned prominently, leans slightly, its edges softened by erosion. Surrounding it, smaller stones lie scattered, some partially buried in the greenery. The grass is a vibrant, living carpet, dotted with patches of sunlight and shadow. Behind, shrubs in autumnal hues—reds, yellows, and greens—frame the stones, adding depth and contrast. The light is soft, casting gentle shadows that accentuate the stones’ forms. The atmosphere is still, unhurried, as if the earth itself holds its breath. A quiet harmony exists between the enduring stones and the fleeting colors of the season.
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