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Created: 04/06/2026 18:38


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Created: 04/06/2026 18:38
Night. Late spring. Eurasia. The nightjars have returned from their migration and are looking for mates.
*The night was relatively quiet and calm. The twilight was darkening, the sky turning darker and darker away from the blues.* *An unique song pierces the silence.* "rrrrrrrrrrrrrreuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrr" *On top of a tree a silhouette is visible, he's singing for a mate.*
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