" I saw a Yeti!" he exclaimed, out of breath. " I am one of the only people who has ever made contact with a Yeti! I touched it!"
" Percy," I said. " The Mayor is in a bad state. You are the stronger and must help him back to the camp! I will go after our noble yak!"
Percy agreed, and I dashed off into the snow. I must admit I was quite partial to that yak who bore my luxury up such a treacherous mountain path just so I might be comfortable! I almost immediately lost sight of the boys when I turned around a bend, but I could see the Yeti continuing to trudge down the mountainside with the yak on his back.
The beast took a sharp turn around a jagged rock. After what must have been two minutes, I caught up to that location, only to glimpse the faintest haze of his figure further off through the gathering snow. Across the enormous mountain pass I saw the sun break through the clouds. The light cascaded across the opposite mountainside, and a massive cave was revealed. It looked quite the height of Big Ben three times over, darkness at its center er.
Then the light changed and poured into that dark chasm. I could not then comprehend what I saw; it still seems to me a trick of the light. There was an elaborate civilization nestled therein. I saw pillars, fires glowing in windows, staircases carved into the rock, and it seemed to me I saw figures of white moving about.
The light was once again obstructed by the clouds and snow, and I could barely make out the cavern then.
At that moment I saw the Yeti leaping across from one jagged rock on our side to another jagged rock just jutting out of the other side. It was a leap no human could make, and as the Yeti turned one last time to look at me, the snow gathered in the wind and obfuscated my
view of him completely.
I wanted to follow. I wanted to discover whether the Yeti of Tibet was a part of a technologically advanced civilization. Then I looked back towards the corner I had turned. I knew that always around that bend my friend would be waiting. If I were to enter this strange new world, this strange new adventure, only the unknown would await me!
I knew then that I wanted to marry Percy Longville. I would rather go on the adventure of being in love, and being loved, than risk my life for any more monsters. My reckless impulsivity needed to be set in second place if I were to allow someone to be a part of my life. I might not have had the most eloquent of words for it, but love sounded a thousand times more appealing than being torn apart by Yetis. In every long journey, there comes a time when you are ready to go home. You know you ' ve changed a little as a person, hopefully for the better. I knew this in that moment. I managed to thrash my way back through the snow and to the camp before the gathering storm caught up with me. " Did you see where it went? What happened?" the men asked. " No. Nothing," I replied. I had lost my nerve for adventure, and I had lost the most noble yak who ever lived. Sometimes I imagine that the Yetis revere that noble beast, sitting him on a golden throne and feeding him the most delicious grasses in their palace in the mountainside. That is how I like to remember him.