The overgrown brush at the edge of the forest led to a vast clearing in the center of the valley. I pulled my fleece blanket tightly across my shoulders, watching the final streams of light descend upon the mountains before me. It was only minutes ago that I had found this place to rest near my journey's end. In spite of the hill's few comforts, I stayed, allowing the chilly air to kiss my nose without fear of it biting me. I continued to stare out towards the lingering sun, inviting those desolate mountains to cast shadows across my tired face. 


Submitted: September 02, 2021

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I loved the picture of this moment you captured. It was so beautiful with the mountains and the air, and it made me wish that I could be sitting there in this moment.

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