decided to go back to sleep. Though the contents of that dream were definitely of a more PG-13 nature than a rated R one, it was that feeling of closeness that I had been longing for.
It was sad thinking about it, but that was the truth. Years of bad health had destroyed my self-confidence and I had stopped dating completely. I always believed that if you couldn't be happy with yourself, you wouldn't be happy with someone else. It was imperative that you fixed yourself before getting into a relationship… less you just want a broken one.
That and I had also become extremely picky from years of bad experiences and I held myself to the same standard.
If I wanted an attractive, intelligent, and healthy girl with a good personality then I would need to bring the same to the table. I felt I could match all but the healthy part, and by extension I wasn't reliable or able to provide in any sense.
I wouldn't want to date a deadbeat, but I was certainly one of them.
Thinking about the dream as I lay on my back, eyes closed with my forearm resting above them, I tried to remember the contents of the dream but found everything had started to blur.
Strangely though, I ended up recalling the previous dream that was quite strange. I was dreaming of dragon's fire before it switched to a beautiful brunette.
I couldn't help but wonder why, why dragon's fire of all things.
Chapter 13: The Mountain's Peak
(February 24th Game Day / January 18th Real Day)
Pulling myself up the rope that I had hooked on a crack, I finally found myself on the last ledge that I would need to climb.
With a few movements, I was there.
I was done.
I had successfully managed to scale the highest peak in my region, I had reached my destination, and I had conquered the mountain. Letting out an internal cry of joy I threw my fist into the air and clenched my teeth, shaking my fist as I just stood there silently, enjoying and savoring the moment for what it was.
It was a monumental achievement.
The journey was a long one that was altered midway through, as I ended up dividing my climbs into two four-hour blocks a day while giving myself an adequate amount of sleep and rest. I had allotted twenty-two in-game days or a little over seven real-world days to accomplish the task, but in the end I only needed fourteen in-game days.
Relief washed over me as I fell to my knees and stared at my objective.
My goal, the stone anvil, sat motionless without any airs, just as it had when I discovered it nearly a year ago.
It looked exactly the same as it did before, the same emotional presence that I couldn't understand. I knew deep down it was something special, or it wouldn't have been put there. There was no way it was a simple Easter egg with some developer's signature on the back.
My intuition, my senses, my attentiveness was telling me that it was more than that. I may not always believe in myself, but when it comes to my gut I always believe.
After a few minutes had passed and the excitement and relief had settled to somewhat normal levels, I looked around the area to see if anything else had changed.
Walking around the stone anvil and checking out the surroundings led me to nothing out of the ordinary. There was a simple outcropping of rocks a little ways off from the stone anvil, but other than that the peak was somewhat bare. An expected thing in reality, as the peak of a mountain usually doesn't have much if anything at all if it's tall enough.
Sitting down behind the outcrop of rocks, I decided to build a makeshift campsite. There weren't any trees here but I could see the tree line just a few hundred feet below on the easterly slope.
Just looking at the slope that had such a gradual incline made me sick to my stomach, if I could have managed an extra three weeks I might have been able to utilize it. I should just accept that I'm a bit of a masochist. There's no explaining it otherwise, why I always choose the harder and
It was sad thinking about it, but that was the truth. Years of bad health had destroyed my self-confidence and I had stopped dating completely. I always believed that if you couldn't be happy with yourself, you wouldn't be happy with someone else. It was imperative that you fixed yourself before getting into a relationship… less you just want a broken one.
That and I had also become extremely picky from years of bad experiences and I held myself to the same standard.
If I wanted an attractive, intelligent, and healthy girl with a good personality then I would need to bring the same to the table. I felt I could match all but the healthy part, and by extension I wasn't reliable or able to provide in any sense.
I wouldn't want to date a deadbeat, but I was certainly one of them.
Thinking about the dream as I lay on my back, eyes closed with my forearm resting above them, I tried to remember the contents of the dream but found everything had started to blur.
Strangely though, I ended up recalling the previous dream that was quite strange. I was dreaming of dragon's fire before it switched to a beautiful brunette.
I couldn't help but wonder why, why dragon's fire of all things.
Chapter 13: The Mountain's Peak
(February 24th Game Day / January 18th Real Day)
Pulling myself up the rope that I had hooked on a crack, I finally found myself on the last ledge that I would need to climb.
With a few movements, I was there.
I was done.
I had successfully managed to scale the highest peak in my region, I had reached my destination, and I had conquered the mountain. Letting out an internal cry of joy I threw my fist into the air and clenched my teeth, shaking my fist as I just stood there silently, enjoying and savoring the moment for what it was.
It was a monumental achievement.
The journey was a long one that was altered midway through, as I ended up dividing my climbs into two four-hour blocks a day while giving myself an adequate amount of sleep and rest. I had allotted twenty-two in-game days or a little over seven real-world days to accomplish the task, but in the end I only needed fourteen in-game days.
Relief washed over me as I fell to my knees and stared at my objective.
My goal, the stone anvil, sat motionless without any airs, just as it had when I discovered it nearly a year ago.
It looked exactly the same as it did before, the same emotional presence that I couldn't understand. I knew deep down it was something special, or it wouldn't have been put there. There was no way it was a simple Easter egg with some developer's signature on the back.
My intuition, my senses, my attentiveness was telling me that it was more than that. I may not always believe in myself, but when it comes to my gut I always believe.
After a few minutes had passed and the excitement and relief had settled to somewhat normal levels, I looked around the area to see if anything else had changed.
Walking around the stone anvil and checking out the surroundings led me to nothing out of the ordinary. There was a simple outcropping of rocks a little ways off from the stone anvil, but other than that the peak was somewhat bare. An expected thing in reality, as the peak of a mountain usually doesn't have much if anything at all if it's tall enough.
Sitting down behind the outcrop of rocks, I decided to build a makeshift campsite. There weren't any trees here but I could see the tree line just a few hundred feet below on the easterly slope.
Just looking at the slope that had such a gradual incline made me sick to my stomach, if I could have managed an extra three weeks I might have been able to utilize it. I should just accept that I'm a bit of a masochist. There's no explaining it otherwise, why I always choose the harder and
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