Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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Aryan

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The mountain. Cold, crisp, unforgiving I loved this place. A sanctuary of silence from unknown ears. This place was my home for the time being. The powdered ice clung to my body. Caressing me with a gentle hug. As my ghostly form walked along an all too familiar scent bombarded my nares. Iron, crimson, blood it went by many names, but why would it be in this world.

I looked down and the once pure sheet was tainted with bright red splotches. Out of curiosity I followed the trail, no need of putting my head down since you could visibly follow. Who's did it belong to? That question was soon stomped out of the way. An equally white ess had placed herself in a den carved out by the wind. Her icy orbs showed her pain. I stood in silence watching her with my golden gazers. If she needed help she could ask for it or I'll just walk away.

Alone
I Walk
Broken

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Aryan- Adult- Loveless- Heirless- Packless-Destinee




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