Summit

[jackofallgeeks]

Sweat ran down his brow, stinging his eyes. His hands were raw and his muscles burned from exertion; his strength was fading, the long climb taking it's toll on his battered body. He reached the final ledge and, with monumental effort, pulled himself up and over, laying there for a moment to catch his breath. He dragged himself onto his hands and knees and lifted his head - his entire world changing in that instant. Where it had been cold stone and pain for so long, it was not all a vast expanse of soft blue. The gentle sun caressed him, warming his tired body. He stood up, the wind whirling around him, whipping his dusty blond hair. He felt weightless, standing at the precipice, high above the tapestry of green and brown. This was home.