Rattling from the shingles sung a song eery and dreary on a tiny dark shack. UP there high in the mountains where even the trees feared to tread resided a man whom no one knew or spoke to, a hermit. His eyes were bound and covered for over a year now. His ears perked... "Southern wind" a few moments later it arrived on his skin. It stopped, and started the wind was growing anxious but the hermit could hear that as well, "It seems a storm will arrive soon." He prepared the fire, by first arranging the firewood in a square pattern, then he grabbed the tinder with his bearded hands he crushed it gradually until smoke crawled out between his fingertips. Once he opened his hand the air rushed to feed the ember and ignited the bundle. He was used to the cold but decided to warm his hut afterall he expected a guest.
"My name is Ignacio Controco and I wish to see true human spirit out there in this large world without excuse or reprieve." An old man stroked his beard "And you wish to find this spirit, hmm spirit where no man can reside?" He pointed at jagged snow capped black mountains "Who can live in those evil mountains no man will set foot let none live on the obsidian range" Ignacio's smile grew annoyingly "Thats right!" The elder couldn't help, but shake his head "I won't [lead] a man personally to his death, it's not right." Ignacio paced "can you do it for a cow" "sounds good to me my first names grim by the way"
The moon shone a cold light on the powdery snow a subtle, but constant breeze blew from north to south. By a river a large snow leopard lay waiting for the wind to guide her to the next meal. Ten minutes went by and the forest was quite, and the leopard's den was empty leaving heavy trails down the mountain side. Its steps were silent only [using] the crunching snow to make noise, and the breeze causing the leaves to rustle. Time marched while the leopard slowed nearing cliffs side where [it] could be seen sweeping, against a star filled sky. The leopard's eyes carried a precise focus to those few mountain goats, and as it grew closer it [set] its legs ready to pounce on its prey, but before it could the wind's [direction] changed. It leapt anyway, but the goats scrambled in time except one, [the] goat had been caught leaving the leopard happy, but suddenly its side.
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