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Chapter 121: Hidden tarn
Asher crouched at the edge of the glassy glacial tarn. His eyes followed the mirror image of the surrounding stone towers shimmering on the dark, still surface of the water. Down in the center of the alpine basin, the dawn air was crisp and completely silent. It was untouched by the howling gales of the higher ridges or the heavy noise of civilization. There were no tracks along the muddy shoreline except for their own. No old ruins hiding in the brush. No lingering echoes of the wars that used to tear the world apart. It was just a vast, beautiful expanse of untouched wilderness waking up under a pale morning sky. Jaren walked up behind him with a half eaten piece of dried meat in one hand and a steaming tin cup in the other. He stopped, peered down at his own reflection in the tarn, and grimaced dramatically. “If you stare into that water long enough, boss, you start to look like an old mountain troll,” Jaren joked. “Though given my current morning hair, the troll comparison i
Chapter 120: The alpine basin
A clear stream meandered right through the middle of the green expanse. Its shallow water sparkled in the late afternoon sun as it wound its way toward a still, mirror like tarn at the far end of the valley. There were no steep scree slopes to fight. No freezing gales to battle. No mechanical threats waiting in the shadows. It was just pure, untouched wilderness breathing quietly under a vast open sky. Jaren dropped his heavy pack onto the soft turf with a loud thud and stretched his arms high above his head. He looked around the green bowl with a wide, impressed grin. “If someone tells me we have to climb another mountain today, I am going to lie down in this grass and pretend to be a boulder,” Jaren groaned. “Okay, Vane. Your geographical luck is officially legendary. How did you know this hidden paradise was hiding right behind that ridge? Did the rocks whisper it to you?” Vane knelt down beside the winding stream to unclip his tin cup. He scooped up a measure of the ice cold
Chapter 119: The trail
There was no established path here. No cairns left behind by previous travelers. No easy switchbacks to ease the strain on tired muscles. It was pure, hard descent into an unexplored valley that stretched out green and mysterious miles beneath their feet. Jaren clutched a large boulder with both hands as a small avalanche of loose stones rattled past his legs and vanished into the fog. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at the sheer drop and winced. “If I wanted to practice involuntary sliding, I would have stayed on the playground,” Jaren yelled back up the slope. “Vane, please tell me your mathematical projections do not include us breaking our ankles before dinner. I am very invested in having working ankles for dinner.” Vane carefully planted his wooden walking stick into the packed dirt before taking another careful step down. He paused to wipe a smudge of dust off his glasses. “According to my calculations, as long as we maintain a low center of gravity and avo
Chapter 118: The high summit
Spread out beneath them in every direction was a wide, uninterrupted view of jagged mountain ranges, deep glacier carved valleys, and distant rolling plains melting into the blue horizon. There were no tracking beacons. No automated patrols. No lingering echoes of the old wars trying to pull him back into the dark. It was just an endless expanse of wild country stretching out under a vast, cloudless sky. Jaren hauled his exhausted frame over the final rocky ledge and collapsed flat onto his back with his arms spread wide. He stared up at the drifting white clouds overhead and grinned. “If anyone tells me there is another taller rock hidden behind this one, I am going to sit down right here and refuse to move until spring,” Jaren panted. “Though I have to admit, the ceiling of this particular room has magnificent architecture. Look at those clouds. They are just floating there like they own the place.” Elara stepped up beside Asher and unbuckled her heavy gear pack to let it drop
Chapter 117: The pines
The northern winds blew straight off the highest peaks of the continent and swept the ridge clean. Jaren planted his hiking boots firmly against the rock and squinted through the stinging alpine grit. He pulled his heavy wool scarf tighter around his neck and glared up at the rising crest of the ridge. “If this wind gets any stronger, I am going to qualify as a kite and float all the way back down to the sunny lowlands,” Jaren yelled over the howling gale. “Vane, tell me your altimeter says we are close to a windbreak before my face freezes completely off my skull. I am not joking. I can feel my eyebrows turning solid.” Vane pressed one hand against his glasses to keep them from blowing off his face and tumbling down the cliffside. He pulled a small leather bound notebook from his coat pocket and tried to scribble a quick note with a stiff wooden pencil against the gale. “According to my instruments, we are standing on an exposed geographical bottleneck where atmospheric press
Chapter 116: Timberline ascent
Jaren stopped for a second and leaned both hands against his knees while he caught his breath. He wiped a streak of sweat off his forehead with his sleeve and glared up at the endless zigzag path winding higher into the trees. “If anyone tells me that mountain air is good for the complexion, I am going to feed them a pinecone,” Jaren gasped. “My lungs feel like they are inhaling tiny glass shards, and we have only been climbing for an hour. This is personal. The mountain is doing this on purpose.” Elara stepped past him with an easy, rhythmic stride that made the steep incline look almost effortless. She adjusted the straps of her pack and tossed a cheerful grin over her shoulder. “That is because you spent the entire week in the lowlands eating pastries instead of doing cardio, Jaren,” she laughed. “Keep moving or the pine needles are going to cover you completely before we make camp. I will not dig you out. Fair warning.” Jaren pushed off his knees and forced his legs back
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