As he clings and drops rock to rock to trees
He notices something flying faintly in the distance
It looks like a giant mosquito or wasp
He needs to get back up he struggles to go up as he hears slight buzzing from a distance,
He climbs up and made it to the tent,
He hid inside
And peeked through a slit in the tent,
There it is
A giant robber-fly
It's flying around
He knows he's now not alone in this void
He saw it get close and purge into the front of the cliff.
It sat there
Unmoving for hours,
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Acrophobia
Horroryou can't enjoy a nice day when the return of the hands of the sky, they will lift you to an unknown fate
