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The MountainBy: Swa59The Mountain by swa59
Stay away from the mountain. Don’t go anywhere near it. I’d grown up having those words thrown at me throughout my entire childhood. It’s an evil place, they’d say. So I kept my mind away from it, imagining instead forests of a deep green, or grand oceans filled unimaginable sunken wonders, or even peaceful fields, calm plants swaying in the wind. However, as my age grew, so too did my occasional glances at the mysterious growth of the not-so-distant landscape. Slowly, my dreams shifted from the fantastic and exotic locales of oceans and forests, to that mystifyingly unknown yet ever-present place in the distance.
The people of my village, especially our elders, were solemn and silent people who kept to themselves. If you asked them anything about the distant mountain, you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who wouldn’t simply shrug and say “It’s trouble, and that’s that.” Naturally, it made my search for knowledge on