I put the ray back into my pocket and start scaling my Everest. I use the ridges of her toeprint climb higher and higher. For almost ten minutes of such travel I was imagining the view from the peak and still think of how small I have became. I hoped that my journey was soon to end but then I decided to look down. Then I saw an immense view to the bottom of her sole which would be insanely grand in normal circumstances but right now only reminded me of how tiny and insignificant I am right now, arousing me even more then the perfume of her feet. Once I felt like saw enough and already had a story to tell to my children, I looked over to the gap between her big toe and second toe and realised that I was less then half way done scaling, meaning that all those ten minutes were only enough for me to climb something like one inch, further showing how much of a speck I am right now and even more encouraging me to scale such a mountain of a toe
I spent 20 more minutes going up, I was full of determination for the task that I gave myself. I was doing my best while climbing up, breathing in the scent of her feet to encourage myself whenever I started to feel tired. Mostly everything was as smooth as her skin, except few occasions where Trish started wiggling her toes, creating small earthquakes, which you managed to hold off.
And here I am! Slope is already feeling more like hiking rether then climbing. I just need to walk few centimeters and climb on the top of the wall which was her toenail. I am so close and then something happens...
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