Capítulo 262: Playing with Nightmare

The mountain flanked the edge of the Ensmoire forest on the northern side. As he ascended the altitude, the air became chilly. The giant mountain rose into the blue sky like a craggy grey face with striations of snow-lined weathered rocks as if they were wisps of hair of an elf—pure and surreal. The sun rose behind them and lighted the snow with its gold. From a few carved rocky outcrops that were bare of vegetation, waterfalls fell excitedly as if to add the vigor to otherwise silent surroundings. Most of the green vegetation stopped midway to its peak, and above that the clouds meandered like a veil around it. 

"This is breathtaking," said Dawn as she gazed at the scenery. 

'Yes,' replied Quetz. He spotted a large flat outcrop just beneath the peak and landed there smoothly. He tucked his wings until Dawn was on the ground as she kept holding one of his scales to balance herself. 'Why don't you climb on my foot?' he suggested.