LIfe as poetry
This is very ominous scene, Willow.
I love how you take us to this beautiful place, and then send a chill down upon us. :) Nicely penned.
It must be the lack of oxygen from the climb. However I agree going back down is something to dread! A beautifully compact piece.
Yikes--I have a sense of dread too!
I hope you're gonna tell us what happened, in part II...
That last line caught me by surprise!Whirling with Robert and Me
Beautiful response to the wordle......existentialism
succinct yet you capture an atmosphere of wonder mixed with fearful expectation.
i like the sense of reaching, going on that climb, being awed; i too wanted to remain there much love...