His whisper was a song, words so ancient the earth trembled at its timbre and the golden mountain of man tumbled upon their greed. The fields beyond had long been watered with blood- the blood of covetous hearts and tainted intent. It dripped down, down through rock and soil,(more) waking him from his long slumber.
His golden eye saw far beyond the fields, to the heart of the city, and when he made his perch upon the golden spire men quaked in fear of him. They thought him a legend, a myth, but the demon spread his wings and dissolved them of doubt, turning them to ash.(less)
'15 minutes. It's all I'll give this blank page.'
My eyes keep looking at the clock. Moment of pauses are filled with the endless 'tick tick.'
'No. I will not stop this time. I've been doing this my whole life. Overthinking. Covering this trail to the golden mountain wit(more)h water breaks and 'what if' signs. It's time to hike. These 15 minutes of perseverance will give me a better appreciation of the view below, and one step closer to climbing the mountain of gold. Let's go. (less)
What is the golden mountain that people always mention. It has interested me since I was a child but have never had the success in discovering its location.
One day as I traveled, I got the thinking about its making and maybe its just a figure of these(more) peoples imaginations. Everyone wants to be upon a golden mountain to make a wealthy transformation, they think that money is gods creation.