Alone in the Stone
Looming out of the fog-shrouded barren landscape thrusts a granite tor.
Once molten earth, but now ancient stone carved by eons of wind, rain and acid erosion.
A woman delicately ascends the slippery, lichen covered blocks, her soft skin vulnerable to the gritty surface, grazing her as she climbs. She stands on the summit, the highest point around, the wind whipping her hair across her face, and horizontal drizzle soaking her exposed body. She scans her surroundings looking for any signs of others, but there was no one. She was totally alone amongst the stones.