Horizon Ridge you are free from the bonds that bound you

The stranger was willing to let him go, but Solpallur lingered a beat more, drawing in what he could of his scent to remember. Perhaps their paths would cross again, though he could not say when or where. Maybe the mountains would call to the alpinist and he would somehow free himself from the brackish bonds that held him so, and it would be there that they would meet.

But when Solpallur finally did decide to go, he turned away and departed with some haste. Finding Stjornuati was first on his list, to confer with him. Perhaps he would share such finds with the little red deer in their midst too, but she had seemed content to follow behind them loosely. Not quite with them but with them all the same, as though there were no better options to capture her in the way that they had ensnared her to come along in their venture.

His gaze settled in on the towering peaks ahead of him, and he disappeared.