• R I V A A N •My heart soared like a caged Bird suddenly set free. Standing here I felt like a ship that had finally found its light house after a stormy night in the sky. The landscape before me unfurled like the pages of a book I always wanted to Read but never dared to open.
My legs trembled not from exhaustion but like guitar strings vibrating a song. Each breath I took felt like drinking in liquid starlight, filling me with a glow that radiated from my core.
I looked towards meher and she spread her arms and closed her eyes feeling like she could embrace the entire world.
The content and a smile on her face was worth watching. It was like after ages she was Home. I never knew mountains were her places until now. She didn't bother to click any pictures, she just stood there with open arms, closing her eyes like she was embracing her home. Mother nature.
The sun settled as I watched it slowly disappearing behind the mountain. I have never seen a sunset like this. It is surreal. And I just couldn't help but keep staring opening my arms like her I slowly close my eyes trying to feel what she was feeling.
As I stood there, eyes closed, the world around me seemed to come alive in a way I'd never experienced before. The cool mountain air caressed my skin, carrying with it the scent of pine and wildflowers. I could hear the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, the distant call of a bird bidding farewell to the day.
The fading warmth of the sun lingered on my face, a tender goodbye kiss from the day. Even with my eyes closed, I could sense the changing colors of the sky - from vibrant oranges and pinks to deep purples and blues - as if the sunset was painting itself on the canvas of my eyelids.
I felt small a tiny part of something vast and beautiful. The solid ground beneath my feet connected me to the ancient mountain, while the open air around me linked me to the endless sky. It was as if I could feel the heartbeat of the earth itself, steady and strong.
I understood why she didn't need pictures. No camera could capture this feeling - this sense of belonging, of being exactly where you're meant to be.
As the last rays of sunlight faded and the first stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky, I opened my eyes. The world seemed new, somehow more vivid and alive than before. I looked over at her, still standing with her arms outstretched, a serene smile on her face.
The descent back to our camp would come soon, but for now, we stood in peaceful silence, witnesses to the day's grand finale and the quiet awakening of the night. I knew that while we might leave the mountain, a part of it would always stay with us, calling us back home. After a while I heard a voice.
"Come on boys, we have to set the camp before it gets dark!" I heard a coach yelling and I ran back to him where all my new friends were there as they were settling their tents.
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