The sealed mouth of Gold Mountain came into view as Hans checked the support braces on the final switchback.
Hans led the climb along the steep trail, carrying his survey pack and brass calipers across one broad shoulder.
Ferra walked in the center with her tool roll clanking against her apron at every steady step.
Hajin brought up the rear, keeping all six rings dormant beneath his sleeve while his recuperating conduits continued their quiet recovery.
Down at the municipal registry, Lana kept young Ash occupied with colored drafting chalk under strict safety distance protocols.
Juna patrolled the eastern road far below, ensuring no unauthorized prospectors or curious townspeople followed their trail into the high passes.
Loccy remained at the clinic with the rescued child, resting comfortably in the sunlit recovery room where the door latch was removed.
