Morning Routine

In the early morning hours, a rosy light of the rising day glows above the white-capped mountains. There is nothing to disturb the tranquillity of the moment, save from some birds cutting across the sky. Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of a black moving dot in the distance, speeding down the steep slopes of the nearby peak; it attracts my attention. This little black dot must be »Fast Franc«, a legend among the local people. 


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