Frontier Mountains frame my home. They ripple across the dark horizon unable to cage the enchanted forest which spills across its flanks, spreads o’er the land. Magic wages its own war within that dark wood; explore it at your own peril. Misted mountains’ vista shows a hundred valleys and more melting into that last frontier. Explain why that blue haze lays o’er all obscuring your edges sweet Shayari? Your border hides itself; its secrets are alluring. What lies beyond on that vast continent? If I leave you will I find contentment? prompt courtesy of Pic and a Word Challenge #10: Frontiers Continue reading Frontiers – A Pic and a Word Challenge