[ OT ] Sunday Free Write : Leave A Story , Leave A Comment - End of Camelot Edition

**The Eagle & The Goat** 
 
 
 Standing at the peak, the Goat stood back and took in the view. It was a pretty good view from up there. That the path reaching up to the top had been pretty narrow & winding, and the fact that now, there was not enough ledge to turn around & go back down the same way, was presently not very high up in the order of things to consider for the goat. 
 It should have been! 
 Presently he was occupying himself with whether all this effort he put in reaching the Top had been worth it. The climb had been long, steep & downright difficult. And he had been at it for longer than he cared to remember. But the view was pretty good also. 
 
 He used to evaluate most of the *big* tasks he undertook- whether they were worth the effort he put in? It gave him a more rationalised perspective on things. Being a fairly emotional Goat, this form of evaluation offered more stability in his life. 
 
 While he stood there, contemplating on the long & enduring climb against its final reward, his decision was made in one split second. 
 That split second being the moment he locked his eyes with the eyes of an eagle flying over that same cliff that exact same moment. 
 One set of wandering, searching eyes meeting another set of fierce, piercing eyes. The Goat, in that very instant, understood the answers to all the questions in his head while the Eagle, in that same instant, understood the questions to all the answers she knew. Although, what they both understood was strikingly different.
