Exploring further – Piramide Bridge. A long, straight bridge with a stone parapet and lamps, and a pointed mountain on the horizon. We will see whether there really is a pyramid ahead.
And there is the pyramid – someone turned a whole mountain into a perfect pyramid. At night its silhouette stands out against the starry sky, with lamps glowing at its foot.
The pyramid up close, with a pink moon rising beside it. A spire sticks out from the very top, and a row of lamps runs along the base.
Right at the wall – the whole slope is paved with stone slabs all the way up to the spire at the top. At the foot a cobbled road lined with lamps, and above the pyramid the second, turquoise moon.
The side of the pyramid along the road – the wall stretches far beyond the frame, with a row of lamps at its foot. On the right a small workshop with a red wagon huddles in its shadow.
Climbing to the top 🙂 Scaling the stone slabs in the rain – the spire on the summit is still far away, and the slope keeps getting steeper.
I made it to the top! A stone pillar stands on a marble platform, with a wooden sign next to it: "Wherever you goes, deaths follow. The smell of blood fills the air, and you leaves a trail of corpses in his wake, you also yearns for great power, and does not rely on the help of others."
The view from the summit on horseback – the sea in the rain, wooded hills and mountains on the horizon.
From the top of the pyramid I head back through Glasshollow to The Fortress – this time by a different route, from the north of the map.
Glasshollow from the north – anchor raised, I push off from the shore by boat. Autumn in full swing – golden leaves on the trees and in the shallow water.
