Throughout the ages, the humans have long wondered what is up here. Various cultures have very different and often conflicting beliefs about this place. Some boldly state this mountain to be the throne of the gods. Others believe it to be a place filled with monsters of an unfathomable nature. Well, I come up here all the time and I never see anybody. No gods. No monsters. Not even the hardiest mountain goats make the trek. It's just me. Personally, I enjoy the solitude, the peace, and the quiet. It's a great place to just sit and think about things.

Speaking of which....

There's a human expedition down below. They're a curious group. Curious, yes! They're like me. They want to know what is up here. I want to know what they'll think when they get up here.... if they get up here, that is. No, no, I won't eat them. Not those humans. They're in no danger from me. They're too interesting. It is, however, quite a treacherous journey for those who cannot fly.

What will they think if they get up here? What will they see? What will they write about? After all, from here you can see the world is indeed round. Spherical. Not flat. You can go all the way around it and arrive back where you started! I've yet to make such a flight, but I will one day. Will they notice the roundness? Will the other humans believe them? I do wonder this, and I want to watch what happens.

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The weather below is quite intense. I do hope the humans are alright, though I must not help them. After all, I'd just affirm their belief that there are indeed monsters up here. That's often what they believe of me anyways. I'll just sit here and watch. Watch, and wait. Wait, and think. It is quite a nice, sunny day up here and the warmth of the sun feels so nice. After all, it never rains above the clouds.