Words To Climb Every Mountain Novels & Stories

And the higher they climb? The harder they break.

Before I know it, the ice cream is gone. To other people, it is just a dessert. To me, it is an obstacle, a mountain to overcome. I climbed a food mountain today. I achieved greatness. That's the thing about the mountains. They are hard. When we get to the top, the sunrise reminds us why it was worth the climb, after all. The sunrise is beautiful. I only hope I'm strong enough to climb these mountain chains with my friends. Here... we...go.

Kate says slowly, “despite what you already know. Is it because of the adrenalin rush?” “No, not really. I mean, climbing a mountain is very different from, say, racing on a motorcycle. Climbing is much slower, more boring and more arduous. But yeah, I wanna try it. How do I explain it? It’s kind of like what I told you before about the Korean han. It’s also something like what Rintaro recently taught me. Takane no hana, which literally translates to ‘flower on a high peak’.

With each stroke, he embraces the challenge, knowing that they are stronger together, ready to conquer the unforgiving terrain and emerge victorious on the other side. And so, with unwavering determination and a collective spirit, the group presses on through the treacherous mountain range. Each stroke brings them closer to their goal, a testament to their resilience and unwavering commitment. The echoes of their synchronized movements reverberate through the depths, a reminder of their shared purpose and the unbreakable bond that propels them forward.

The vibrant hues of exotic flowers and the chorus of unseen creatures painted a vibrant tapestry around us, filling the air with palpable energy. Before I could fully comprehend our destination, the terrain began to change. A small but sturdy mountain emerged on the horizon, its rugged silhouette calling to us with an air of mystique. Erdem's grip tightened, his eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and assurance. With each upward step, the ground beneath us seemed to echo our determination, the rhythm of our climb becoming a synchronized heartbeat.

I couldn't help but let out an involuntary sigh. That mountain seemed like a whole different beast, and I couldn't fathom why I was climbing in the first place when my intention was to learn how to fight. "Why climbing?" I gasped, struggling to catch my breath as I continued my ascent. "Because climbing allows for both entry and escape, my dear pupil. And I'll teach you how to do it smoothly, ensuring no obstacles hinder your getaway," Hermes explained with a neutral expression on his face. "You're coiling up like a ball! That won't get you far," he called out from below, pointing out my flawed technique.

With all of my determination and confidence, all of it disappeared when I failed many times to count. Like my skill was snatched from my body I can't even reach the top of the smallest mountain. I was like; "This is fucking unfair!" But still, I did not give up! For days in this darkness void, I tried numerous attempts but failed at the end. "This is a shame! I title myself a professional climber(self-proclaimed) but I can't even climb this sloppy mountain in front of me!" After a while, climbing in this ugly trashy mountain I feel like someone is watching me from afar.

“The path to the Heart is not for the faint of foot. It is a full day’s climb to the sacred cleft.” My eyes move from the boy - seven years old now - to the mountain ahead. Is this climb too much for him? The rock face looms, silent Lysander looks my way, teeth clenched just like Noah used to do when he meant business. A quiet strength sits in his voice as he speaks. Not pleading, not arguing - just stating it plain. His promise weighs heavier than any excuse. That single line holds more weight than most speeches ever could

“Now the real king will rise.” The ground split open beneath the battlefield. Something enormous began climbing out of the darkness. And this time… Even the mountain guardian stepped back in fear. ************************************

"The higher you climb, the harder the fall." I brushed past her, the bond steady in my chest and Mora's chants echoing in my mind. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps the fall would be hard. But for the first time in my life, I was climbing. And I had no intention of stopping.