Stretch your neck out and peer over the edge. The
mountain is high, the white clouds drift across eternal blue. The landscape is
filled with lakes and fields, rivers and trees; there is not another living
soul in sight. So you stand there, neck stretched, peering, the wind hits your
face in periodic gusts, the air is crisp and clean, and you greedily inhale
lungfuls, your body thankful.
What more is there to do with PJS’s Precipice than experience it fully in
such a way? Close your eyes, dream new adventures, live greater. Stretch out
your neck and peer over the edge – could it be that everything that’s in front
of you is finally here?
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