June 12th, 1897
I have reached the summit.
There is no sense of triumph in it. Only stillness.
The wind has eased. The cold remains.
From this height, the path below is visible, though distant. I can trace where I began. It does not feel like the same place.
The climb took more than I had accounted for.
More than I can recover.
I have stopped here longer than I intended.
Long enough to understand.
The descent will not be possible.
There is not enough strength left for it.
I have considered it carefully.
This is where the journey ends.
The mountain remains.
Unchanged.
The sixth entry recovered from Terminus — where the summit is reached, and the cost is fully realized.
🏔️ Song: The Silent Summit
❄️ Album: Terminus
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