a man climbing up a cliff with a rope

Scene: A lone climber on the edge of a steep mountain cliffScene: A lone climber on the edge of a steep mountain cliffScene: A lone climber on the edge of a steep mountain cliffScene: A lone climber on the edge of a steep mountain cliffThe sun was setting, casting long shadows over the jagged rocks as Ethan stood on the narrow ledge, his breath coming in shallow bursts. Every muscle in his body was tense. Below him, the drop was dizzying—hundreds of feet down to the rocky valley floor. He had trained for this climb for months, but nothing could have prepared him for this moment.The wind howled around him, threatening to knock him off balance as his fingertips gripped the rough stone, searching for any hold he could trust. His heart pounded in his chest. Sweat dripped down his face, blurring his vision, but there was no room for hesitation. One wrong move and it would be over.Suddenly, a small rock slipped from under his foot, tumbling into the abyss. For a second, panic surged through him as his body shifted,