Great Bear Wilderness Or Steepy Mountain Yields

Set at the base of Silvertip Mountain, which isn't an option in the drop-down menu for some reason. The title of the thread is from this quote, by Christopher Marlowe: "Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields."

Ellie stared up at the mountain in front of her, completely content to do nothing but. It wasn't really in her to climb a mountain just to see the view, even if she knew it would be gorgeous. Still, the mountain called to her, pulling her to it like a gravitational force. She didn't think the weather fit the mountain at all. A mountain like this should have been looming from the mist like a giant, not clear and easily seen in the cloudless day. But Ellie could not control the weather, and wouldn't want to anyways.

Instead, she was fine with simply lying down at the rocky tower's base and listening to the breeze blow through the trees and bushes and grass. She was abnormally calm today, but nature did that to her sometimes. She often spewed anger and curses from her mouth and mind. Today, for once, she was somewhat happier. Not quite a smooth lake, no. More like a volcano whose lava was down and low and wouldn't erupt that day. A volcano, nonetheless, which could change its mind about erupting at any given time, if only someone happened to come along and rub her the wrong way...