A serene Swiss mountain range lays in the distance, rugged and adorned in a wreath of puffy cotton-like clouds. The mountain melt into a tranquil rolling landscape. The flowers decorating the luscious, grass covered mounds, radiate the brilliantly shining sun. Rocks sparsely sprinkle the hills and give the appearance of impact craters. The sun sets the atmosphere of a peaceful, gentle, kind old man. The clouds in the distance give the impression of a slight rage boiling beneath the surface but yet calm enough not to show. If this picture were to have a flavour it would be the cool, refreshing taste of a crystal clear mountain brook. The scent of cool mountain air mixed with the smell of fresh baked scones wafts through the air. This picture is best impersonated by the passive character of:
Gandhi.
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