Ground Control

The sky is shrouded in a blanket of thick, dark clouds, casting an ominous shadow over the fields below. As the wind picks up, you feel its chill seep through your clothes, rustling the grass beneath your feet. In the distance, the ground control radar emits a steady beep, a reminder of its constant vigilance.
 
Cleehill, Shropshire. November, 2022.
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