Kenji scrambled up the steep slope, groping at rocks and scrub brush to pull himself up through his exhaustion. He was unsure of the distance to his destination, as the texts he had studied were vague on such things, and the fragments that the Masters knew were unclear. He could see the summit approaching, and here at the end he felt a surge of adrenaline to bring him to his journey's completion. He heaved himself up with all that he had, and when he saw the view his heart sank.
He fell to his knees, gasping for breath, and there he looked out onto summit upon summit of dozens of mountains. There had to be hundreds, for all he knew, and from his vantage point on top of the first mountain he began to feel the weight of his task. There on that mountain he knew that his journey was only beginning.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Kenji's Journey is Only Beginning
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