Legends say that those who climb the mountain never return.

A silhouette in the distance, its shadow cast across the rocky path by the dying light of the sun. Dust settles across the surface, dancing in the wind and scattering across the figures feet. Soft puffs of breath appeared in front of them, dissipating instantly in the current of air. 

Pushing forward, they reached the opening of a cave, it's mouth yawning wide and casting shadows into its depths. Stepping forward bravely, they continue deeper into the mountain, the dark surrounding them instantly, choking them in its wrath. 

Just when there appeared to be no end to the cavern, a gaping opening swallowed the shadow, and not a single trace was left behind.