There have only been a few moments in my entire life more beautiful. The shroud draped and twirled as if a slow tender dance between lovers. The slight whisp of air through pine needles set the flowing mood. I was transfixed, grateful to watch their story unfold. I snapped too, with a now calm and collected head I packed my gear. Refreshed, replenished, ready for anything. I began my walk back down the mountain.

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