Meeting the giants...

The realisation that dawned on Alves was not something he could trade for anything. And the succeeding facts which kept growing at the stem of his consciousness made things even more bothersome for him. So much that he didn't know which of the actions to choose yet. All he could do was just wonder. Perhaps in the next few seconds he would get a grip.

"I have to do this on my own."

It occurred to be a sort of question but then made its way out as a statement.

"I have to obtain the what?"

He still was reluctant to accept what he had just seen displayed before him. Perhaps because of the urgency and the suddenness. But then he had seen things more than that.

He was up on his feet. His face was straight and long. Slowly he was beginning to embrace the turn of event. He looked it.

He puffed a wave of warm air and turned in the direction of the waterfall. He took gentle steps towards the cliff of the mountain.

He looked across the space to the other mountain. His eyes trailed off the si
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