QUIET RESORT
In the midst of the gentle,
green valleys in the middle of nowhere, I stood a vast fenced area with silent meadow
and scattered buildings. The gentle breeze brushed upon my face , the rustling of leaves on the tall , coniferous trees playing a soothing melody,
harmonized by the explicit chirps of
colourful birds never known
before .
It was a real life paradise in this unforgiving
utopia . Away from the bustle of the
city and
the stressful responsibilities ,
the warm atmosphere hugged me into its arms of tranquil serenity. The sun was high in the sky , although not
intense enough to slither through the optically dense mist. The dew on the grass had not yet evaporated although it was
just half an hour till the second half
of the day would commence.
On the lower side of the undulating landscape , a river
formed from a waterfall originating from
so high up that even the clouds could not climb it. Its water so sweet that I thought it must have come from the lake of wisdom from higher
lands.
The dark green pine trees
grew so high that if you
reach the top you could tickle
the sky. It’s pointy top scraping through the clouds like a needle piercing
through a piece of cotton. Overlooking the dense pine vegetation , there is a
silver river that never ever runs dry, in which if you take a swim you
would learn how to fly.
Done by Ambar K.
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