Daily Drabble - Blood Mountain
The mountain will speak
The trail ended at the base of a sheer cliff face. The rock was smooth, with no handholds in sight. The only blemish was a singular crack running from the base to as high as the eye could see.
The hiker removed his knife and sliced the blade across his thumb. He inserted the bleeding digital into the crack and saw his future play out behind closed eyes.
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