[ Fiction ]
The highness that was installed by the lord in minds of chosen few, he was witnessing it first hand when he reached near the top. The huge mountain face stood ahead of him with mist flying off it's top in brightest possible sunshine. He was exhausted and literally standing half way between life and death in a foot deep snow. He felt he had never breathed like this before. It would be wrong to call it a breath here for it was something so intimately tied with his existence and a large part of his existence was just that. Breathing. Though it was very near, death had become an illusion to him and he wanted to rest there.
The highness that was installed by the lord in minds of chosen few, he was witnessing it first hand when he reached near the top. The huge mountain face stood ahead of him with mist flying off it's top in brightest possible sunshine. He was exhausted and literally standing half way between life and death in a foot deep snow. He felt he had never breathed like this before. It would be wrong to call it a breath here for it was something so intimately tied with his existence and a large part of his existence was just that. Breathing. Though it was very near, death had become an illusion to him and he wanted to rest there.