Thus began my first pilgrimage to the top of the cliff for our God. It was rather easy as the path had already been lit by those chosen before me to honor him. As I neared the bridge that would bring me closer to his all mighty glory I looked down upon the mortal land for the last time. And gave my body and soul to him…..that is until I realized that I had some how survived the fall. Must have been that darned new pond we added for my ritual. Easy clean up yes, but made for difficult sacrifices…