It’s all beautiful weather, beautiful scenery, and beautiful people.
The fact that I’m here to compete in the summer games just makes it that much more enthralling. It’s everything that the movies promised it would be and more. Paris is a city of art, romance, and sophistication. If it weren’t for my sister and my nephew I’d never go back to our blink-and-you’ll-miss-it dot on the map. Fencing is a means to an end and now that I’m here, I feel like I’ve arrived at my goal. But for me, it’s never been about the love of the sport. I pushed all of my sadness into a singular focus and mastered the precision it takes to become one of the best fencers in the world. She wanted to stay and create the family we never had growing up, but I wanted something bigger. Growing up with no mother and a father who was perpetually drunk had the exact opposite effect on my sister and me. It’s the only thing I’ve ever really known that I wanted to do with my life. I’ve been counting down the days until my escape from home since I was fifteen years old. There aren’t any secrets in our town, and so it shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that I’ve been looking for a way out. There’s nothing but wide-open spaces, that’s part of living in the mountains, but it can be stifling.
Don’t get me wrong, Misty Mountain wasn’t a terrible place to grow up, but sometimes, all the same old people with their same small town gossip gets to be a bit much. It’s a place where locals go to feel like they’re out on the town and where tourists come to feel like they’re out in the woods.
I’ve spent my entire life tucked away on Misty Mountain, where the biggest thing to do is hit up the new resort, Brew by Brewer.
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