in tenebris est veritas.
"The Climb is a place where one may be tested. Physically, mentally, metaphorically. And like most tests, it too has a lull... a moment of respite." Their arm emerges from the cloak to gesture toward the noisy waterfall, its raised scars casting long shadows in the low light. It retreats again in a slow downward arc, disappearing beneath their cloak as the landshark approaches. They attempt to duck away from the apparently docile creature, but the tall antlers that protrude from their mask would not fully escape Zhanshi's path. A private glare peers out from behind the bone covering, but they do not otherwise object.
They step alongside the clamor of the waterfall, over the slick warm stone and toward the boulder on which Amun is perched. They hesitate before speaking again, and perhaps only his ears could hear the soft breaths of unchosen words before the choice is finally made. "I see no difference between such deities and tricksy spirits. I am sure both care little about me and my kind."
They step alongside the clamor of the waterfall, over the slick warm stone and toward the boulder on which Amun is perched. They hesitate before speaking again, and perhaps only his ears could hear the soft breaths of unchosen words before the choice is finally made. "I see no difference between such deities and tricksy spirits. I am sure both care little about me and my kind."
