July 17, 2016, 1005 hours.
We are now passing under the mountains that look like a fort. What I mean is that from atop the Cave Shrines, I kept looking up and up and ever higher up at the peaks surrounding Tabo and they looked like ramparts of forts and spires atop citadels. In fact, I had been looking at fort-like formations all along but they were sporadic sightings. Now, they seemed to be everywhere.
Of course, being up close kinda takes the wind out of the personal, and so it was with my visions of grand forts: they were natural rock-formations… They were natural rock-formations! I felt a smile spread across my face. The low-spirit was clearing up. High spirit was surfacing – I wouldn’t have to dig deep into the natural energy resources available after all.
Now who could have shaped these natural rock-formations, hmm? That should keep me gainfully occupied for a few hours…