[Azdaja's not saying anything, either. What is there to even say?]
[Thee water is only about a centimeter deep, so when she slowly starts walking through it as she explores the canyon, little ripples spread out from each footstep, making the reflected sky twinkle and shimmer. She sets a hand on the smooth wall, wondering how many millions of years it took to build up just the amount of stone in one handspan's worth of height.]
[She touches it reverently, for this is a holy place. A cathedral built by the natural world in worship of water, wind, light, and time. It's easy to feel small in this place. In comparison to this canyon, they are just tiny flashes in the pan -- they're born, live vibrantly, and disappear, all in the same instant.]
[...but in that one, vanishingly brief moment, we witness the world in all her vast and aching glory,
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Date: 2024-04-17 05:34 pm (UTC)[Thee water is only about a centimeter deep, so when she slowly starts walking through it as she explores the canyon, little ripples spread out from each footstep, making the reflected sky twinkle and shimmer. She sets a hand on the smooth wall, wondering how many millions of years it took to build up just the amount of stone in one handspan's worth of height.]
[She touches it reverently, for this is a holy place. A cathedral built by the natural world in worship of water, wind, light, and time. It's easy to feel small in this place. In comparison to this canyon, they are just tiny flashes in the pan -- they're born, live vibrantly, and disappear, all in the same instant.]
[...but in that one, vanishingly brief moment, we witness the world in all her vast and aching glory,
and we are changed forever.]