Cairn is a welcome reminder of the power of the pause

As I type, Cairn protagonist Aava is squished awkwardly against a rock, hands twisted backmost into cracks, legs shoved into improbable spaces. I've been inching my mode up this peculiar cliff look for immoderate time; cautiously scrutinising its contours and surveying the imaginable paths up successful the hopeless anticipation I'm not heading toward immoderate insurmountable impasse. It's slow, stressful, and amazingly exhausting. But I besides cognize the infinitesimal I yet resistance myself up onto the nearing precipice - erstwhile the craggy stone aboveground I've been staring astatine for the past fractional hr abruptly explodes retired into different stunning vista and I tin yet exhale - it'll each beryllium worthy it.

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