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Piercing the encompassing darkness of night, rugged, rocky mountains rise from valley floor. Base shrouded in sheathe of grey, hovering mist creeping upwards with morning's light rebellion. Wrapping sinuously around bejeweled boughs, dew soaked droplets quiver on downy bracken while illusive tendrils drift, caressing pewter light as river bottoms shrug off blanketing haze. Treetops and summit evades sun's burning beams. Opaque fog drapes the forlorn alpine meadows that peek through the shifting bastion of illusions, aimlessly smothering mountain at dawn light. Directions lost as gossamer whispers weave muffled responses to silence soothed echoes mystifying the drifting shadows of sound. Spiraling peaks masquerade in misty contours slowly arousing to sunrise's ancient call.
Cloudwalker May 14, 2000 |
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