The twin peaks glimmer in perfect symmetry to their real-life counterparts towering above the private inlet. The surface of the glass-like lake shivers as a small waterfowl darts from the foliage on one side to the rushes on the other. Glory, majesty, symmetry.
Perfect Symmetry
Glory, majesty, symmetry. It's like the line that splits horizon from the lake allows the scenery to burst forth twice.
