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The breeze played with her hair giving it the same buoyant wave as the sea so close by.

General

The air that had been so still on previous days had gain a slight movement, as if it had discovered its direction yet was content to meander at its own pace.

General

The breeze that day was but the wind in calm meditation.

General

The breeze came with that sense of balance, the wisdom to move yet at a steady calm pace.