Dawn broke over Glenmore in a breathtaking spectacle of diamond-bright winter clarity. The whiteout blizzard had passed, leaving the Cairngorm Mountains blanketed in three feet of pristine, untouched snow that glittered like powdered crystal beneath an indigo sky. The sharp mountain air was dead calm, carrying the faint, distant rumble of twin-turbine aircraft approaching from the east. The ancient Scots pines bowed under the weight of snow, standing like silent…
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