shrouded apex

The final ascent up the mist-veiled slopes of the Skyrend Peak fills the fellowship with equal parts dread and anticipation. Each step through the roiling shadows brings them closer to their ultimate goal, yet the nature of what awaits at the summit remains shrouded in mystery.

The vaporous darkness seems to cling to them now, sapping their strength and clouding their thoughts with cryptic whispers. Though the Stone Heart still pulses reassuringly with the light of its captured essence, even its radiance dims under the pall of this place.

Oliver shakes his head, trying to clear the insistent fogginess from his mind. "We tread along the knife's edge between worlds," he mutters. The substance of reality itself feels thin here, strained by the opposing forces of light and shadow that collide atop this pinnacle.