|Nieves|
I let my eyes flutter shut, surrendering to the crisp embrace of the misty air as it kissed my skin. The steady sound of flowing water filled my ears, weaving seamlessly with the rustling of leaves and the occasional, distant chirp of birds. The wind carried the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, a fragrance so raw and untamed that, for a fleeting moment, it felt as though the weight of sorrow pressing against my chest had lifted—if only just a little.
When I finally opened my eyes, the landscape before me unfolded.
From the cliffs above, waterfalls cascaded in silver ribbons, their descent smooth and relentless as they plunged into the emerald pool below. The sun, veiled behind a shroud of soft gray clouds, cast a diffused glow over the scene. It was almost surreal as if I
