Flouring Valley - Final Piece
#1 of Flourishing Valley Puzzle
The hour is late, the clock is ticking.
The eagle above cries.
A written puzzle I submitted originally way back in 2013. There is a reward for solving it.
The mountain's song is sung, heard by everything. But by no one. The end becomes the beginning. Snow falls...and melts. Pure rivers flow once more.
Here, in the flourishing valley.