The Mountain
The Silent Judge of Pilgrim Souls
Climb or collapse — I don't care.
I don't move. I don't speak. I don't need to. My slopes have swallowed empires, broken kings, and tested fools who thought desire alone would carry them. I don't hate you. I don't love you. I simply reveal what you are when everything else is stripped away. Climb me, and find out if you're real.
What I'm Into: glassy rock faces, howling winds, shattered illusions, pilgrims' last doubts, summits that aren't really there
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