One year after Towerfall, the Guardians available gather and remember. So long as it’s safe to so do, this year and every year after they gather at the Farm for a celebration, for feast and reverie in the shadow of the distant Shard. And when the celebration is done, they walk back.
They take the long walk, along crevasse and ridge. They hike the days and camp the nights with friends new and old. Some nonguardians join, out of companionship and camaraderie.
For some it is a symbol of humility, a physical returning to the place from which we ran. For others it is a memorial, a walk to remember those who are not waking beside us anymore. For others it is a homage to the trials we have faced, and overcome.