A soft wind blew past me, fluttering my hair across my face, forcing me to tie it up behind my head before I took another look around.
I was on a tall mountain. A very, very tall mountain with a singular tree right behind me, serving as a bit of shade from the soft sun spreading firmly through the leaves.
A gentle breeze once again blew past me, sending chills across my body, forcing me to step outside from the shelter of the tree and onto the firm sun-kissed grass forming a little green helmet around the top of this mountain.
I took a look over the mountain and saw the scattered pieces of rock formations spread across, but the thing that really made me drop to my knees was the stretching prairie of grass, fluttered lightly by yet another breeze.