There is something that mountain have that totally captivates me. It may be the fresh air, the massiveness, the tranquility or simply the view. Whatever it is, you can only experience it. As the sun goes up an high trying to reach the summits I dare to race it.
Finally when on top, the world is small to me, but opened up and full of mystery. Questions arise of who am I and what I am going to do? A certain hunger is eating me inside, a hunger of knowledge.
How knows what is awaiting me under the morning fog, but hope is there to follow, and a world below that slowly is waking up.
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