TehObsessiveFanDemon

Denial: He stands before the mountains and sighs, knowing that they reach toward the heavens He begins his climb his hands soon bloodied, his fingers digging into the hardened stone He continues to drag himself against the crags that scrape against his peeling skin Unwilling to end his climb prematurely though the rocks continue to slice into his flesh Blood is drawn with a single desperate gasp as pain rings out throughout his frame His feet tremble and his hands grow numb but still he continues to climb ever higher... The winds threaten to throw him from the face of the mountain and they slowly begin to waste him away His bod