We were at a loss as to what to do. The clouds had dissipated, yet the mountain goes on and on. And the paths up became more difficult. Dunfallon followed one after the other, only to encounter one dead end after another.
Rumble and I tried to fly beyond the impasses but were buffeted by increasing winds and forced back.
At the last I consulted my communications with the High Fairy and there was a new message from him – the single word “Descend.”
We did so.
Our descent should have been rapid since Dunfallon knew the way and avoided all the false trails. But we were all awash with a sense of defeat and greatly disenheartened.
I for one look forward to be down and off of these rocks.