Chapter 27

Eoin! Not too far now!

It always amazed him how sharp and clear his mother's voice sounded in the memory. Muttering the lines of information, Eoin kept working as the memory of that life changing day swarmed in the back of his mind.

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Leave him be, sweetheart, he can't go far.

Eoin turned to grin at his father then scrambled on ahead at that presumed permission. The landscape was sheer, vivid and truly awe-inspiring, or moderately terrifying if you weren't such a fan of heights, like his mother. They'd climbed for the last couple of days, reaching the ridgeline of the mountains late the evening before. The view was spectacular and Eoin couldn't help wanting to find the next highest point, determined to be able to see where they'd come from, and where they trekked to, in one sweeping panoramic. Up here, with the air so thin and the visibility unusually sharp thanks to the cloudless morning, it felt like they were on top of the world.