Great Smoky Mountains

The mountains contain us. We inhabit their rocky surface, hide in the undergrowth, breath as their animals, hunt their animals; they have always been here, we have not. A group of our youngest men went into the mountains this morning, in the pursuit of an ancient legend our elders used to tell - a magical lake, hidden to the human eye.\nThey seem to have returned victoriously, since their shouts of joy could be heard from every corner of our village. They have, in fact, found a lake: its surface as a scrubbed moon, shining perfectly. They firmly believe that this is the one the legend foretells and their enthusiasm is now shared by the rest of our tribe.