Blog: The Next to Last Mohican

Breathe deep. Your lungs fill with freezing cold air. You're hanging from a cliff side; your bleeding fingers are clawing at rock, feeling around for another place to grab hold. The face of the cliff is covered with jagged, out-jetting ledges, it's only a matter of choosing the right one to grab a hold of. You gaze toward the summit only a few feet up. Alone, you scramble to to the top where there is a gentle wind that stirs the grass at your feet. Here you fall to your knees. The sun is setting. You gaze out over an [...]