hard red floating umbrella mounten

as i climbed the extremely steep mountain. i took a glance at the rivers and villages bellow but there was something strange about the village. there were red umbrelles magycly floating behind the people of the village. as the rain dampened my clothes i started heading back down the hill , hoping to wonder in to the magical village. that is when i triped on a rock i hit the ground hard i tumbled down the hill when i stoped sliding i looked up and i did not now it then but that was the last day of my normal life