The crisp morning air billowed around Infineon in the dark of the early morning, and he suppressed a shiver. The path lay before him, lit by nothing but starlight and the very faint glow on the horizon, which told Infineon the sun was rising. The path itself was a thin, rocky, treacherous path, filled with eroding path edges and slippery boulders. The path clung close to the side of the mountain, and grew very steep at times as it wound its way around the mountain like a corkscrew. Nonetheless, Infineon’s destination had but one viable route, and it lay before him now; and so Infineon began the arduous climb.
As he climbed the steep path, Infineon reflected on the events of the night before, which had led him to be climbing this mountain. Upon entering the town at the base of the mountain, Infineon had spotted a flyer nailed to a wall, which advertised the view from the top of the mountain as both ‘spectacular’ and ‘good enough to make you believe in a God”. Intrigued, Infineon had inquired at the relevant building about the aforementioned view, and had been told that it was both something of a local tourist attraction, and also a natural shrine to Cuzco because of the view of daybreak one got from the top. Infineon felt an odd desire to climb the mountain, almost as if Zoltan had some plan for Infineon upon its summit. Therefore, Infineon made the appropriate arrangements, and made ready to climb the mountain the following morning, ready to face whatever challenge his God presented him with.
The going got easier at about the halfway mark, as the number of dangerous rocky stretches lessened as the summit approached. Caution was still required, however, as the path’s edge was treacherous in places, and one foot set in the wrong place could lead to a certainly lethal fall. Infineon saw now why there were so few people who made the trek on a regular basis, since each time the trip was taken, the climber would be putting quite a large amount of personal risk on themselves. However, Infineon did have to admit that even from halfway up, and still in twilight, the view from the mountain was incredible.
An hour later, and two hours since he started, Infineon found himself at the peak of the mountain just in time for the rising of the sun. The summit of the mountain was a huge piece of flat ground, of similar size to a large paddock, and was covered by small shrubs which grew on the hard, shallow ground. Dominating the centre of the summit was a large, deep pool of water, which shone a deep blue in the glow of the early morning. The roughly circular pool took up about a quarter of the space on the summit, and served as a stunning centrepiece for a truly beautiful view over the valley which Infineon could see spread out from the base of the mountain.
Infineon took all of this in as he sat for a second at the top of the path and caught his breath. He had just made it in time for the fabled rising of the sun, as he could see the corner of the sun’s disk just peeping over the horizon now. Levitas also arrived in time, swooping down from the heavens to land on Infineon’s shoulder just as he raised himself from the ground to go and see what was so divine about this sunrise that set it apart from any other. Infineon saw that one of the large, flat stones around the pool was worn down by the boots of many travellers, so Infineon decided to follow in their footsteps and watch the sunrise from there. His position on the rock placed the centre of the pool directly in line with the rising sun, and by chance Infineon had accidentally followed the instructions set out on the flyer below in the town, for it was from this rock that the true splendour of the sunrise could be seen. As the sun slowly hauled itself above the horizon and started its journey into the sky, its reflection could be seen moving up the pool of water, almost as if the sun was simultaneously rising in two directions at once. Not only this, but as the reflection of the sun moved closer and closer to the centre of the pool of water, it seemed to Infineon that the sun seemed to glow ever more bright, and sparkling tendrils of light seemed to emanate from its core, extending to the edge of the pool in faint rays. As the sun finally reached the centre of the pool, the whole pool seemed to sparkle and shine with a beautiful luminescence, lighting the area around with a diffuse, yellow glow that lasted only a moment or two before it was gone. Finally, the sun past the centre of the pool, and the reflection grew back to its regular size, the glow from the pool slowly fading away to nothing.
Humbled by the beauty of the spectacle, Infineon moved to the far side of the pool, away from the path, and began his daily devotions to Zoltan in a particularly thankful mood. Had it not been for Zoltan’s indication that Infineon should climb the mountain, Infineon almost certainly would have moved on through that small town without even realising that such a beautiful sight awaited him atop the mountain. Infineon also offered up a quick prayer of thanks to Cuzco for the majesty of this place; even though Infineon was not a follower of Cuzco, it never hurt to thank a deity of the pantheon for their work in the world. It was only as Infineon finished his devotions and prayers that Levitas softly hooted, indicating the presence of another person atop the mountain…
Infineon is sitting on the opposite side of the pool to the path he came up, facing the other way
Levitas is perched on a shrub nearby, facing wherever you enter from
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"Little solace comes to those who grieve/When thoughts keep drifting, when walls keep shifting/And this great blue world of ours seems like a house of leaves/Moments before the wind." ~House of Leaves