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weary hands grip holes in the mountain, and bare, aching feet test the tiny paths on ledges. gravel cascades down from the sky. sharps stones grab at his fingers, slitting his flesh. blood begins to pattern the rocks, but he persists up to the peak. finally, the countless footsteps carry him to top. a hand reaches to find flat ground, his tired muscles push one final time. he dares to peek over the edge.
watching the sunlit land stretch out before him, he forgets all pain of the climb to this paradise.
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a/n: wow look it's a hand reveal!
i wish you all a good day and a good night of sleep with nice dreams
