After days of wandering through the valley beneath the mountain, a thought came to my head. "Why not head up the mountain, i might get lucky and find what i am after".
So i began my slow but steady ascent up the mountain and after what seemed like hours to me, i finally got to the peak of the mountain.
To my uttermost wonder, i was looking at the mythical (not anymore) floating island of peok.
This was what many explorers like many had died seafching for but fate shone its's light on me and i became the first to find it.
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Cool, great beginning to a story, I think!
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