Your descriptions are epic in this drabble, Michael. I felt it all the way through.

My glaciers melt beneath the weight of their ambition, my snow stained with carelessness. I cradle their remains, mourning each lost soul, each discarded oxygen canister, each tattered tent.
The Tallest Peak
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Michael John Scott
Karen Schwartz
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Feb 8, 2025
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Your descriptions are epic in this drabble, Michael. I felt it all the way through.
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Written by Karen Schwartz
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Children's picture book author, fiction writer, personal essayist, kindness specialist, and lover of chocolate.
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