It was late spring. I had my first assignment to research Peak Troullgrandra to draw new maps for future road passages along section 236. I drove as far NE as I could go before trekking by foot into the higher cliff regions. Id been traveling nearly 4 hours and the air was getting thinner, as i passed a section unseen on the old map, an alcove area appeared. When i saw something so unspeakably sad. It appeared to be anicent trolls. I had heard myths about them as a child. The Elders called them Troullgrandra’s hence the named peak. From what I could surmise from their positioning it looked as though, they had been trekking through the area seeking food and shelter from the harsh snow winters known for the area. The old legends told of those who had escaped north when man came into the area, many were killed for their skins, and to prevent them from killing our people. I approached slowly and knelt down beside the one, she appeared female, I turned to the one sitting, male, his face grievous, you could sense his loss. They had been there for many centuries, the erosion was evident. All i could think was this poor couple, probably trekking alone unable to seek shelter through a storm, she died and he couldnt bare to go on without her, he sat grief stricten and never moved again as if he was….frozen by grief.
I gathered my equitment, and trekked back to the truck when my radio signaled. It was my commander asking if we’d be able to tear through section 236. I looked back at the scene….and replied “Commander the area is unsafe i recommend we try section 237 instead, Im heading that way now” . He answered " Okay see you back at base in a few hours then." I placed the radio back in my packet and thought. At least for now they have peace and will remain frozen in time, and if others still exsists out there somewhere maybe they will find them. ©2007 Lisa C. Weber
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