Pulchritudinous. The only adjective that best describes the serendipity of information I feel like I'm drowning into. Well yes, it was the thing I never searched for, but found it in an instant. I didn't know something with so simple a name yet so pleasing a view. A blend of mauve and lilac candy-like clouds start to fill the sky as it takes me back to that midsummer 'we' had fruity rainbow popsicles sitting alongside each other in the old gazebo. I notice a lone year escaping my eye and without crashing my 'never-in-a-lifetime' experience, I climbed down the gigantic rocks from where I thought I heard the sound of the waterfalls. Noticing the void and barren land but just a few flakes of ash whirling around, I continue to move forward.