The bright light …

As I walked through the valley of light I saw the bewitching sun rise out of the mountain. When the waterfall was gushing by it reminded my of the sea. The sky was like an enchanting sapphire coming out of the blue horizon. The grass was as green as a emerald as I past by. The place was like magic or like a foreign place. The food was amazing so was the entertainment. What was the place called? I thought. As I walked through the valley the encouraging music led me to my amazing holiday home that I used to live in.