Hot Spring Time for the Artist

Within another week that passed of mundane traveling, Yujia made it to Huangshan.

It was incredible.

To see the towering mountains in person, Yujia realized that this was a moment she had been waiting for her whole life. Even from miles away, she could already see the distant range. Up close, it was even more magnificent. 

A forest of lush pine covered the ground, stretching out into the direction of the heavens. However, more of them could be found on the rocks, growing between the cliffs and ravines. In between the folds of green, tan edges of rock could be seen, forming the angles of the mountains. Yujia inclined her head, looking at the blanket of clouds above her, masking the tips of the peaks, and a soft sigh escaped her.