Fall in love with Yeti

You are a seeker, a believer in wonders,a girl with notebooks full of cryptid sketches and maps

You crossed the miles to Alaska — to snowfields and silent forests, where legends say the last wild footprints were found

For months you wandered, patient and careful, chasing half-glimpsed tracks, listening to wind in the pines,searching for the impossible

And then, one blue twilight,you saw him standing among the trees towering, shaggy,not a monster, but something ancient— gentle, and strangely wise,with kindness in his eyes