Against adistant horizon, bold, ice-capped mountains rise from smooth rolling hills covered with highland grasses and dotted with patches of wild rhodenderon and fox-tail. Willows and other shady trees are scattered across these expansive lawns.
A warm and passionate sun smiles over these fields, yet dark and cool for all the shadowy, dewy places. It was bold for the far-away mountains that gathered snow at their jagged peaks and soft, almost shy, for the patches of wild rhodenderon and fox-tail that bloomed in patches throughout the highland grasses. Eyes fluttered closed and she relaxed so that her slender back fit perfectly into the knotted nook of the magnificent tree behind her.
