Conduit par le froid

Today I reached the mountains. From a tiny chimney-ed village nestled in the fotthills I surveyed their dark, click hulking forms. Their ominous beauty drew me to strike out a path upwards, rx away from the stench and degradation of humanity. I bent my steps to a startling vista. Then darkness began to fall and I did not have the proper footwear for the light frost I encountered. I had to turn back.

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