Darn it! Why do you do this to me? I am simply too speechless to say anything when you assault my eyes with thine impeccable skill so wonderfully and beautifully. >:I
I can simply feel the mist, how cool and refreshing it would be in the morning, wet with dew, the air slightly thin, but deliciously fresh... I can only say that wherever you started in your artistic skill, it only grew more stupendous with everyday you fine tuned it. Yes that sounds butt kiss-ish but really... What I would give to live in that sort of beautiful place.
I must continue to fine tune my own skills to make my own fantasy true.