At the base of the mountain, the day is warm. But here, three thousand feet higher, the wind rips across the bald, loosing ice from the trees. The white branches stretch toward the peaks in the distance. You enjoy the view and the sunshine before crossing the bald and beginning the descent.
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“Do not dwell on the past. You cannot control what others do. You can only control your reaction to it. Make sure your reaction is always out of love; never hatred.”
“The first draft is just you telling yourself the story.” – Terry Pratchett
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