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Many miles long I have tread

For the ancient knowledge that I seek

Powerful wisdom long lost to time

Only the mountain witch can give me

A ray of sunlight cuts across the sky

A shadow from above catches my eye

Could it be the one I'm looking for?

The blizzard comes before I can be sure

The Mountains peak looms far above me

Ahead begins the dark, treacherous climb

But the high priestess of old I must meet

Give me all of what is rightfully mine

My fingers numb and covered in blood

My body broken by the bitter winds

I cannot fall to the wolves below

And have my carcass drip from their chins

The Mountains peak draws nearer as I climb

The hail hits my flesh like one thousand knives

On precipice to summit I do crawl

This raging storm has taken its toll

Bruised and bleeding,

Body freezing

Stumbling through this fog unyielding

I can't see far beyond my breath

My next step could lead me to death

Sacred goddess three

Come to my aid, I implore thee

Each step I take through the white and grey

I see nothing here to take away

Not a single soul, no single tree

No one stands up here, except for me

From the corner of my eyesight

I see something dark amongst light

Ominous and shrouded in ice

I stagger closer to my prize

Its not an ancient monolith

In front of me there stands a mirror

Anchored deep in snow and rock

I walk toward it and see nothing

But myself staring back at me

On the summit of this mountain

I turn back and gaze out beyond

Within my soul I see new meaning