049: The Climb

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He'd been climbing for days, but soon he would reach the top of the mountain, beyond the clouds, where all of his years of research told him the mystical city would be waiting.
Finally, he reached the summit. The clouds parted and...
There was nothing. No city, no enlightenment, just a bare, lifeless peak. All his work had been for nothing.
He made camp staring at his failure, though he didn't sleep. In the morning, he packed up and started his slow. Behind him, a face poked out of a well-concealed crack in the rock wall.
"Is he gone?"

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