Massive ranges twist dramatically and halt, their rock faces as if sheared with an ax. Flying cascades splash down from lofty heights, while unsullied clouds gleam in the atmosphere. Darkly weathered pines grapple to cliffs in the far distance. In the rugged ravine myriad pine trees rise blue-green. Rocks appear like piled-up iron, and the water seems to spit forth pearls. Within the layers of mist and verdure, the sound of the wind fills the scene.
