A rare stillness fell over Japan, thin fog blanketing grass blades to trees in dew, and street lights casting shadows. It was now, at this early hour, that a huge bundle of chilled bodies huddled together as they made their way up a dirt path scattered with pebbles. Their frozen bit fingers were shoved in pockets, as they followed the dancing lights that stood to the side of the trail, guiding their way up a slope lined with brush soaking up as many of the minuscule droplets as they could before the horizon shone pink and orange.
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FantasyA story I have to write for class, its about climbing Mount Fuji in the summer ( I wish I could really climb it ) well yeah, if anyone reads this please give me feedback, I'm not that good at writing stories.
