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“I loved the mountain because it was a mountain. I loved its magnificent and calm surface, illuminated by the sun while we were still in the shade. Its strong shoulders bearing deep blue reflected ice, its slopes where pastures alternate with trees and rubble rocks, its broad strong arms resembling the roots of a huge tree and each divided into valleys with streams, waterfalls, lakes and meadows, shining among the yellow or green moss grass growing on the rocks. “I loved everything about the mountain, even the stone.” No one has ever described the Mountain like this before. It doesn't just tell a story and doesn't just reveal a divine architecture to our eyes, it gives back its powerful light and magical voice that has been rising from under the soil, rocks, avalanches and glaciers to the peaks since the beginning of the world, beyond ages and millennia. France's Anarchist Geographer Élisée Reclus wants us to hear this unique music, to see this tremendous magnitude, to reunite with this immortal spirit of the Mountain, the call of freedom. You will look at the Mountain with a completely different perspective; You will see and hear differently than ever before, and you will feel it more enthusiastically and deeply than ever before.