"It’s suicide! Only the strong survive this mountain, Elias. If we’re weighed down, we die."
They pushed on. Kael leads at first, his raw power forcing a path through the deepening drifts. But an hour in, the cold began to leach the fire from his muscles. His breath came in ragged gasps. Every time he stumbled, the heavy pack threatened to pin him to the ice forever. He looked back, expecting to see Elias collapsed in the snow.
They reached the shelter of a cave just as the sun vanished. As they huddled over a tiny, flickering fire, Kael watched the old man massage his scarred hip. Kael realized then that "the strong" weren't those who were born without weakness, but those who had survived their own breaking and decided to carry on anyway.