It's like we're on top of the world, looking out across it. There's a vast sea of trees below — an entire valley of woods nestled in the basin of a circle of forest-covered mountains. It's as if those mountains were hiding this place from the rest of the world, an impressive feat considering it's a world all its own.
"It's beautiful," I finally manage, at a complete loss for words. Beautiful doesn't even begin to describe it. There's something here, something in the air itself, that's eerily noticeable. There's a weird feeling swirling inside me just as indescribable as the place itself. Like power is radiating from the ground. Like something tragic took place here, lost within the grand scheme of time.
I'm astonished beyond utterance, but I'm still confused. "Why are you showing me this
