ED AND MAGGIE CLIMB A MOUNTAIN.
SO I DECIDED TO MAKE THE MOST OF MY TIME IN NEW HAMPSHIRE, AND DECIDED TO TAKE A HIKE UP MT. WASHINGTON. I WANTED TO GO SEE THE OLD MAN ON THE MOUNTAIN, BUT APPARENTLY HIS FACE CRUMBLED INTO NON-EXISTENCE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. MAGGIE, BEING THE AWESOME SISTER THAT SHE IS, DECIDED TO ACCOMPANY ME ON MY HIKE.
SO WE SET OFF FOR MT. WASHINGTON, WHICH IS PRETTY TALL, NOT GOING TO LIE.
BUT WE MADE SURE TO PACK PLENTY OF WATER AND REFRESHMENTS:
YEAH, MAGGIE’S BEEN ON A REAL HEALTH-FOOD KICK LATELY, WHICH IS GOOD FOR MY DELICATE FIGURE BUT TERRIBLE FOR MY SOUL. D:
ANYWAY, WE SPENT THE WHOLE DAY IN THE WOODS. IT WAS SO BEAUTFIUL.
WE MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN LOST ONCE. WE MIGHT HAVE LOOKED LIKE THIS, RUNNING AROUND CIRCLES. AND INTO TREES. OUCH, MY HEAD STILL KIND OF SMARTS FROM THAT ONE.
BUT WE EVENTUALLY MADE IT TO THE TOP, TO THIS AMAZING VIEW:
ON THE WAY BACK DOWN, WE RAN INTO THIS WOOD NYMPH, WHO CALLED HERSELF NORA:
TURNS OUT SHE’S A DISTANT COUSIN OF MINE (SOMETHING ABOUT FARIES AND NYMPHS BEING CLOSE OF KIN, I DON’T EVEN KNOW) AND HAD BEEN FOLLOWING US AROUND SINCE WE STARTED CLIMBING. 0___O (STALKING, NOT JUST FOR VAMPIRES ANYMORE.)
TURNS OUT SHE’S PRETTY NICE, IF KIND OF IRRITATING. SHE KEPT THROWING ACORNS AT US, AND BLENDING INTO THE TREES TO STARTLE US AND YELL: “GOT YOUR CONK!”
BUT SHE DID HELP US SO THAT WE DIDN’T GET LOST ON THE WAY DOWN, SO THERE’S THAT, AT LEAST? ANYWAY, SHE SAID TO KEEP IN TOUCH, AND THAT SHE HAS CONNECTIONS IF I EVER NEEDED ANYTHING.
(OOC: I actually live in New Hampshire, so making this post was pretty amusing. Also, it’s true we no longer have the old man on the mountain. Our state lost our one tourist attraction awhile back.)
SO WE SET OFF FOR MT. WASHINGTON, WHICH IS PRETTY TALL, NOT GOING TO LIE.
BUT WE MADE SURE TO PACK PLENTY OF WATER AND REFRESHMENTS:
YEAH, MAGGIE’S BEEN ON A REAL HEALTH-FOOD KICK LATELY, WHICH IS GOOD FOR MY DELICATE FIGURE BUT TERRIBLE FOR MY SOUL. D:
ANYWAY, WE SPENT THE WHOLE DAY IN THE WOODS. IT WAS SO BEAUTFIUL.
WE MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN LOST ONCE. WE MIGHT HAVE LOOKED LIKE THIS, RUNNING AROUND CIRCLES. AND INTO TREES. OUCH, MY HEAD STILL KIND OF SMARTS FROM THAT ONE.
BUT WE EVENTUALLY MADE IT TO THE TOP, TO THIS AMAZING VIEW:
ON THE WAY BACK DOWN, WE RAN INTO THIS WOOD NYMPH, WHO CALLED HERSELF NORA:
TURNS OUT SHE’S A DISTANT COUSIN OF MINE (SOMETHING ABOUT FARIES AND NYMPHS BEING CLOSE OF KIN, I DON’T EVEN KNOW) AND HAD BEEN FOLLOWING US AROUND SINCE WE STARTED CLIMBING. 0___O (STALKING, NOT JUST FOR VAMPIRES ANYMORE.)
TURNS OUT SHE’S PRETTY NICE, IF KIND OF IRRITATING. SHE KEPT THROWING ACORNS AT US, AND BLENDING INTO THE TREES TO STARTLE US AND YELL: “GOT YOUR CONK!”
BUT SHE DID HELP US SO THAT WE DIDN’T GET LOST ON THE WAY DOWN, SO THERE’S THAT, AT LEAST? ANYWAY, SHE SAID TO KEEP IN TOUCH, AND THAT SHE HAS CONNECTIONS IF I EVER NEEDED ANYTHING.
(OOC: I actually live in New Hampshire, so making this post was pretty amusing. Also, it’s true we no longer have the old man on the mountain. Our state lost our one tourist attraction awhile back.)