The mountains have always called me in faint whispers through the crisp air, sending echoes through the woods, and sparks flying through my heart.
I long to be where the wild things are and to dance among them,
even if only for a few fleeting moments.
Clouds whisp, and create a fine divide between us and what's hidden in the sky above,
but from that elevated view point,
everything seems to be closer to your grasp.
but from that elevated view point,
everything seems to be closer to your grasp.
stay adventurous,
until next time.
x kirst
