Magic in the night

Whisper hadn't gone far from home, not really. If it was such a struggle to get into the Col, well, she needed to stretch her legs somewhere. The moon hung fat and round overhead, lighting up the wall that stretched before her like a spotlight. She was sure she could get up on top of there if she tried really hard. Her meagre height would make some of the steps more of a leap than a scramble, but she was going to give it her all!

What she thought should have been halfway up, she stopped for a breather, a low whine in the back of her throat breaking the silence as she realised she hadn't even really climbed as far as her father's shoulders! In her frustration, she kicked at a loose pebble, and watched it fly into the night.

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