You stand atop a hill trying to balance your breathing at the mind-boggling altitude of 2,300 meters. In one of the attempts to breathe deep, your sight falls on the valley below shrouded in clouds. You can't see beyond the clouds, but you know, your gut knows - something special lies beyond those clouds. You don't want the beauty beneath to take off the veil, but it is inevitable. You feel goosebumps, a tickle, that sudden drop of your heartbeat, you feel something down your spine. Breathing becomes an afterthought, your throat feels wet, but wetter are your eyes. You look around for answers. The mountains smile at you "Son, this is how the world is supposed to be. This is how the world still is, in some places."