Untouched By Time

It felt great to be here, away from the city lights, in this quiet and peaceful town of Els Avets. It is so little but beautiful. The mountains stretched endlessly across the sky and the air was fresh. Nature was everywhere I looked. I pitied the tourists who never get to see this.

 

I was thousands of miles away from home in New York, but I didn't feel homesick. Strangely, I didn't think I wanted to leave. It is so different here, strangers greet eachother and stop to help one another. There is just something about this place that seems timeless.

 

I sat on stone stairs leading up to the church. The building itself was amazing, the history behind it was forever preserved in the stone walls. I opened my journal, wanting to write about what was around me, but no words could discribe it.

 

The vast land was empty of factories or any sort of building I would find back home. The grass was so green and soft I could sleep out here everynight. I felt at peace for the first time in so long. I felt like myself.

 

Several birds flew up ahead and there were a few natives walking around, chatting cheerfully in their beautiful language. How could their be so much beauty in this world that goes unnoticed?

Author's Note

my promt for this one was an old stone staircase...and this is whatI got :) really doesn't have much to do about a staircase though

Reviews

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I like it, it's very reminiscent of places I have never even seen... but wished I would.