Novel & Cerita The Mountain Is You

she retorted back, making everyone chuckle and Corbin to furrow her brows. “This mountain is called the mountain of togetherness because I have read stories about it that whichever couple gets there on its peak together and made a wish there, they remain together forever,” Cressa uttered, gazing at the mountain but her words excited Ezrene even more. She tilted her head only to find his beautiful blue eyes already on her, like he was also thinking what was going inside her own head. “Really? How do you know this? Do your ancestors used to live here?” Corbin uttered. Cressa hitted him with her elbow.

Little did she know I’m on my way to crush her best friend’s heart. I wanna stand with you on a mountain I wanna bathe with you in the sea I want to live like this forever Until the sky falls down on me It’s simply fascinating to digest the fact that Dominic and I have switched places. He was once on his journey towards breaking my heart and look at me now taking my own journey. I feel like a powerful being right now.

“Wow,” Mia sighed as she couldn't take her eyes off the pyramid-shaped mountain with the blanket of snow on top. "Isn't that very beautiful?" the girl muttered, pressing her palms against the glass wall in front of her. "So, how is it, Mia? Is that mountain exactly the same as the one in your favorite chocolate packaging?” Julian whispered while wrapping his lover's back with his body. "Yes," the girl nodded with teary eyes. “The person who initiated it must be very intelligent.”

Some were taking pictures, some were taking videos, some were pretty much shaken and probably some were disgusted. I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need. I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever. Until the sky falls down on me I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea.

I don't like the silence that I used to love, not when it means she isn't talking. I watch her, as she takes in the landscape of the mountains I love. This time of the year, the mountain tops are still covered in snow from the winter, making them look like they glitter in the sun. Flowers are starting to bloom, and ssoon, there will be spring berries all over.

LARA VIA "WELCOME TO PARADISE MISS SMITH!" I didn't know how to react at first as I gazed at the breathtaking scenery unfolding before me. As soon as I stepped out of the car, I was greeted by the cool breeze. The place was surrounded by mango trees, coconut trees, and various other foliage. The cool breeze was accompanied by the gentle crashing of waves nearby. It felt so inviting, like I wanted to take off my shoes and run towards the crystal-clear sea. I wanted to dive in and swim.

Chai could almost hear the whispers of the wind as it caressed the mountain slopes, carrying tales of ancient wisdom and the resilience of nature's creations. As he traversed the winding trails, each turn brought him closer to the heart of the mountains. The rugged terrain tested his endurance and resolve, but Chai pressed on, undeterred by the challenges that lay before him. His footsteps echoed amidst the stillness, a reminder of his solitary pilgrimage amidst the vastness of nature's grand design.

“And even if I did, I wouldn’t do anything for you, let alone murdering thousands.” I turned away before the figure could speak again, but this time, there was nowhere to go but down. A cliff made of bones and blood and limbs jutted out from the mountainside. My foot dangled over the edge, just as it had when I’d nearly leapt after Natalia, but this time, there was no snow beneath me. Only blood. Thick, red blood. The blood of billions washing against the base of the mountain like an ocean. “Accept it,” the voice whispered. “Accept your destiny. Become what you were always meant to be. Take the leap of faith—and go.”

CHAPTER 47 POV: Mia The mountain was the first thing. She saw it through the plane window as they descended, massive and flat-topped and entirely itself, sitting above the city with the specific authority of something that had been there long before the city and would be there long after. She put her hand on his arm. He looked at the window. Then at her face. “There it is,” he said quietly. “It’s bigger than I imagined,” she said. “It always is,” he said. “Every time I come back.” He looked at the mountain. “You forget the scale of it between visits. Then you see it and you think right. That’s what I was trying to remember.”

This particular mountain has a slope of around ten degrees, a daunting feat for most to walk up, let alone run. As he stands at the mountain's base, Dean takes several deep breaths, appreciating the formidable challenge before him. Eyes closed, he exhales... When he opens his eyes, they're filled with determination, already envisioning himself conquering the summit of this majestic topographical rival. With a powerful stride and his foot firmly gripping the ground, Dean launches himself up the incline. He relies on the edges of his feet to gain traction in the loose dirt, a tactic that will only suffice until the terrain becomes rockier closer to the top.