If there was one thing I won't deny about myself was the fact that I wasn't easy to dissuade. Sometimes it even borders to the extent of psychotic, at how firm and resolved I was to die on the hill I'd choose to stand on.
That being said, this predicament, this hill I was on, had a rather slippery peak… and every second it was getting harder and harder to keep my balance on top of it, trying not to slip. Because after this long of repeating the same pattern of failure over and over again for hours on end… well, even I can only get so stubborn.
When Ash eventually returned and found me sprawled out on my back from another failed attempt, she did more than just hand me a glass of water, she went out of her way to prepare a small meal too, an extra bit of supplement made just for me.
This will be a three-parter, just a heads up. I know I said it'll end soon, but I feel as if it's lacking.