Out here you can forget everything else. With the tangle of scrub behind you, craggy cliffs below you and a vast, churning sea beyond, the only life here is that which you bring along. You duck under the last thin claw of branches, and follow Peter into the clearing. The clearing is only a few metres wide, covered in a weary dirt broken up with spindly tufts of grass. In the middle lies a small pile of dead ash sheltering behind a clump of rocks. Peter drops his satchel beside the rocks and moves towards the cliff edge, silently looking out.
He didn’t say anything on the hike up, so you’re a little worried what this is all about. In fact, asking you to come here was the only thing he’s said to you ever since he decided to break up with you. The only reason you came was the possibility, however faint, of a second chance.
Tied for 18th place (out of 36) in the 11th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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