One time I saw that mountain with pink clouds, hanging low enough that the mountain casted a shadow upon the clouds.
It was an incredible sight, I've never seen a mountain cast a shadow on clouds before.
The calming color of the pink and orange clouds, swirling in their playful fluffs- as if they swirled like milk pouring through coffee.
The sun hung low, perhaps that's what made the shadow so long, as the mountain's tip disappeared behind the clouds.
I'll never forget the view, as I drove through town, as I drove through fields, but perhaps what sight I favored most, was the face of awe on my friend's faces. Only by chance were they also in the car, and lucky did they get as they wouldn't have seen it otherwise.
There will never be sights as enjoyable as could be, without friends to share it with.
I wish I could hear them asking for a share of snacks one more time as our eyes stared onwards, perhaps... I shall talk to them soon, once I'm well rested.
Yakirasu_Kazuhashi t1_j2r585w wrote
One time I saw that mountain with pink clouds, hanging low enough that the mountain casted a shadow upon the clouds. It was an incredible sight, I've never seen a mountain cast a shadow on clouds before. The calming color of the pink and orange clouds, swirling in their playful fluffs- as if they swirled like milk pouring through coffee. The sun hung low, perhaps that's what made the shadow so long, as the mountain's tip disappeared behind the clouds. I'll never forget the view, as I drove through town, as I drove through fields, but perhaps what sight I favored most, was the face of awe on my friend's faces. Only by chance were they also in the car, and lucky did they get as they wouldn't have seen it otherwise. There will never be sights as enjoyable as could be, without friends to share it with. I wish I could hear them asking for a share of snacks one more time as our eyes stared onwards, perhaps... I shall talk to them soon, once I'm well rested.