The Beginning
“You see those lights in the distance?” “Where?” the excitement was building in her voice. They had climbed halfway up a mountain after they realized the train didn’t make it to the top. “Wait for it – there!” She let out a small gasp, “I see it! What are those?” “Those are the fountain lights outside of the palace - they light up every single night.” “Beautiful” was all she could mutter from her mouth. “Indeed. They are even more beautiful from this view.” She let the silence stand between them as she looked at the fountain lights mesmerized by the ever-changing, glowing colors. It felt like a dream, something completely surreal. “Most people don’t know that you can see the lights from up here.” “Really?” “Yeah, they think you have to be right next to the foundations. Like every other tourist,” he spoke impressed with himself that he had led her and their few other friends up here to the top of this mountain and shared with her this secret view. She laughed at h...
