We were in a valley, hemmed in by verdant trees. The cotton clouds wafted lazily across the skies as though they had just woken up and didn't have nothing better to do.
It was a perfect time to just lie down and soak in the beauty.
Crystal waters bubbled joyfully down the scarred rocks, creating a music that only they could understand but all could appreciate.
It's an amazing place. Just wonderful.
"But I know every rock and tree and creature,
has a life, has a spirit, has a name."
- Pocahontas
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