Falling For You

Beyond the towering forest of intimidating trees, a backdrop of mountains cut across the landscape like colossal giants marching to the distant horizon.

The air was pristine and strong up there. Yet on one of these mountains someone was climbing up. Stubbornly, withstanding the pulling strength of the wind.

She wore a brawny armor with elegantly large pauldrons. Her breastplate was colored green with intricate curling patterns, the pauldrons and tip of her armor however were bronze hued.

A pouch filled with arrows was across her back. However, there was no bow around her… at least visibly.

Considering the weight of the armor and the tremendous violence of the wind, the lady shouldn't have been able to make it to this height but she persistently crawled higher, grabbing on anything she could with strained groaning.