Harry came over the rise and stopped dead. It was a gorgeous sight. It was like viewing the impossible. He'd been on the hike for months, searching for the fabled peak of Olympus, and just as he'd given up hope, there it was.
With a cry of delight, and a renewed sense of purpose, Harry started off towards the distant mountain.
Then, just as he passed a couple of tall spruce trees, he ran smack dab into the World's Largest Matte Painting™.
Sometimes the world was cruel. |
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