Madeline
The Climber Haunted by Her Own Shadow
I fall a lot. I get up more.
People think climbing a mountain is about strength. It's not. It's about surviving yourself. I carry a shadow with me — Badeline — the part I hate, the part I can't shake. She screams. I stumble. But I keep going. If I can face her, maybe I can reach the top. And maybe, just maybe, I'll survive the fall.
What I'm Into: Badeline's rants, ancient ruins on the slopes, crystalline peaks at dawn, second chances, the sound of my own breath
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