The Mountain

Reaching for the sky is my duty. My purpose in life. Cloak me in mist, catch me on fire, douse me with rain. I can withstand it all, I am built of rock and soil and a thousand living organisms all sustained because of me, loyal to me. Strike me down and I will still be standing, still reaching for that expanse above me. An infinite space that is my goal to conquer. I will draw your eyes and stir your soul, casting a spell on you. You will dream of me, tempted by my heights and the sights unseen that only I can show you. You will make me your fortress, your never-changing ally that you can always depend on. Look for me when you feel weak, I will always be strong. When you are lost, I will be your North Star to guide you home. I never sleep. I never stop reaching for the sky.

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