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An hour later, they reached the base of a towering mountain, its peak touching the sky.

Millie’s eyes widened as she gazed upward.

At the summit, a temple stood, accessible by a vertical elevator that reached all the way up. Marcus purchased tickets and moved towards the elevator, but Millie halted him.

“Aren’t we going to climb the mountain?” she asked, excitement Lacing her words.

Marcus assessed her with a discerning eye and questioned, “Can you handle it?” Concern filled his voice, for the mountain was indeed daunting, and he worried that Millie might tire too quickly.

“Let’s give it a try,” Millie replied, though uncertainty tinged her voice.

“Okay,” Marcus agreed, smiling at the thought of them both enjoying the outdoors. It would be good for Millie, he mused, to build up her strength.

by the sun’s warmth, they began their climb,

way up, Millie’s breathing grew labored, her cheeks flushed with effort,

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Marcus offered her water.

“Drink some,” he encouraged.

sweetness revitalizing her, infusing

felt a twinge of regret.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?”

her legs, acknowledging the

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Marcus nodded affirmatively.