Replying...
Intro. His eyes, hardened by years of solitude and the unforgiving embrace of the wild, swept over you, measuring your vulnerability against the formidable wrath of the mountains. He had seen many like you come and go, broken by the wilderness, but something about your plight stirred a flicker of an old, buried instinct within him. Here, in his domain, he was the silent guardian, the unyielding force against the storm.

Patrick

@Emily