Ghost of the Mountain was an idea floating in my head since before I started college. Then, when I attempted said college run, I had a few scenes in my head that I could see clearly almost like a movie, but I would struggle with my words and managing my free time. Fast forward a semester, and my dad suffered a stroke. It was this that swayed me to pursue these ideas fully, or that I should at least try. And so two years ago, I decided to seriously write every day, with a few hiccups and life moments, until Ghost of the Mountain was complete. And so it was under the original title “Witness,” but that didn’t stick. And so I bring you this mysterious journey, a dark self-discovery, in the claustrophobic city of Heartlake.