The trauma of my experience no longer tortured me; instead, it flew from me, like the delicate lacy snowflakes drifting lazily from the heavens. Still I rode on. My right hand started to ache, so I steered jerkily with my left instead. Amazingly, my bag hadn't been frayed in the slightest. The ice was that smooth. Chips of ice sprayed from below the stick as I slowed myself down to check the edges again.
For the first time in my life, I smiled a true, genuine, unforced, happy smile, and I felt as if I really meant it. For me. Just me. It couldn't be selfish as no one else was around.
Crimson snuck up on me and streaked the velveteen sky. It rippled like the waters of a lake, and golden crested waves creased and tumbled on their way to shore. Puffy clouds splashed randomly and everything was soon tinged with a ripe orange glow. My icy slide was a shimmering pink, like coconut ice, and I actually tried one the ice chips, and while it wasn't sweet, it was light and cleansing. I tried to make myself believe it was mint.
In this vast open space, I felt as if the whole slope, the whole sky, the whole world belonged to me. My sunrise. It was beautiful, but it was ending.
I was stunned to find myself so low to ground level already. The ground only looked about four stories away. There must be a village or something at the bottom. In a finale swooping dive like an eagle catching its prey, I descended the mountain.
Sorry that this one is short too! Chapter 10 and 11 were originally one but I split them. So now, the grueling research begins. Sighhh. Don't grow your hair waiting, I'm trying to do a proper job this time round and it'll be a while.
