Conquest of the Stone Steps

The indoor frontiers have yielded all their secrets. I advanced through the low gap of the sliding screen door onto the rugged exterior flagstones. Before me rose a sheer terrace of weathered gray pavers. Each step was a colossal precipice, damp with moss and scattered pine needles. I wedged the base of my staff into a deep mortar crevice to secure my footing. With relentless determination, I hoisted myself up onto the sun-warmed plateau. The wild expanse of the garden now lies beneath my watch. No perimeter remains unconquered. @bdsftw11_paul