Sounds in the wind and echoes in the mountains. Dark skies rolling in and strong winds blowing in the tree's. My fire dwindling and struggling to keep going. The chill of the night comeing already. I have yet to reach my destination. The path before me is tuff and I walk alone yet I'm not alone. I feel the presence of another by me guiding me, guiding my every step. As I continue on I know my adventure may be long but I know I'm not alone. I know I will get there.
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