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The way up the cliffs was surprisingly simple. When Mia reached the base of the massive slopes, her magic caused her to look to the left, where the lowest shelf was just about the height of the horses' knees.
The small jump upward was doable by any stretch, and so the group continued along the wide, white shelves, slowly rising in elevation. Most had shallow pools, though some were relatively dry. By the time night fell, they had come to a shelf that was large enough to easily allow for the humans and animals to bed down for the evening without getting wet or fearing the edge.
For it was, at this point, a long way down.
Mia, out of curiosity, had made her way tremulously to the end of the shelf. They had been climbing so gradually that it really couldn't be as far up as it seemed. After all, they had woken up in the forest that very morning!