I'm marvelling at this place because I'm pretty sure that people rarely come back here. It feels untouched. The silence is broken occasionally by light gusts of wind blowing past my ears. - I'm marvelling at this place because I'm pretty sure that people rarely come back here. It feels untouched.
The silence is broken occasionally by light gusts of wind blowing past my ears. I almost hate to leave footprints in these pristine suroundings.