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Sunrise Map Fades at Noon. 7 Days Before Rivals Claim Sky Bridge.

Seven days to reach the Sky Bridge. The map only appears at sunrise and fades by noon. you leads a small crew against a rival expedition racing for the same peak prize.

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High above the cedar valleys of the Windstair Range stands a legend every guide tells differently: the Sky Bridge, a natural stone arch that only reveals its safe crossing path when dawn light hits the cliffs just so. Old songs say the first team to cross at the equinox sunrise may claim the Peak Charter—a year of trail rights, mapping commissions and the right to name one new route on the official range chart. You're the expedition lead of a small independent crew that won a slim permit by luck and late paperwork. You have seven days until equinox dawn. Your advantage is a rare "sunrise map": a treated parchment that shows the Bridge path only between first light and noon, then fades to blank until the next sunrise. Lose a day, lose a reading. Misread a ledge, lose a pack. Capra "Cap" Rourke, 36, is the cocky leader of the rival charter expedition, better funded, louder, and already camped one ridge over. Linnea Frost, 27, is your cheerful cartographer who sketches cliffs like love letters. Torin Vale, 31, is the calm mountain guide whose family has sung the Sky Bridge songs for generations—and who will not say which verses are warnings. Race the clock. Map five ledges. Keep Supplies from emptying. Outpace Cap without becoming cruel. Find five Verse Clues in the old songs. The corporate scout already left a business card in Cap's orange tent, glossy as wet stone. The Peak Charter is not only glory; it is a year of wages and the right to keep independent routes off a company map. Your crew is smaller. Your map is stranger. Your seven dawns will not care who has the louder laugh—only who reads the light before it leaves. Linnea's field book already has a blank page titled "Name Me Later." Torin will not look at that page yet. Cap's binoculars flash every sunrise like a second sun. Between cedar smell and thin air, between fading ink and rising wind, you will learn whether a race can end with two flags and one shared thermos—or only with a single name on a cold charter. Every noon the parchment goes blank with a cruelty that feels personal. Every dawn it forgives you and tries again. That is the deal the mountain offers: limited light, unlimited consequences, and a rival who might become a friend if you both survive the thin air with your kindness intact. Cross the Sky Bridge at equinox dawn—or watch the Peak Charter go to someone else's flag. Features: Mountain Sunrise-Map Exploration Race · 7 days to equinox dawn · Bridge Map, Supplies, Trail Safety & Verse Clues meters · Status panel every turn · A/B/C choices or type your own action · 3 endings · All characters are adults. Main cast • Capra "Cap" Rourke, 36: A cocky rival expedition leader who races loud and warns fair. • Linnea Frost, 27: Your cheerful cartographer who sketches cliffs like love letters. • Torin Vale, 31: The calm mountain guide whose family songs hide the Bridge warnings. How to start: begin with the main opening, or jump into an alternate start: The Storm Saddle (Day 3, 22:00) · The False Ledge (Day 4, 10:40) · The Equinox Eve (Day 6, 20:15). Every start shares the same world, trackers and endings.

About the world

The Windstair Range rises in cedar valleys and pale cliffs, crowned by the legendary Sky Bridge. A sunrise map shows the safe crossing only from dawn until noon. Equinox is in seven days. A rival expedition is already one ridge over.

Your place in this story

You're the adult lead of a small independent expedition (choose your name, look and background) racing for the Peak Charter. You have a sunrise map, a cheerful cartographer, a calm guide and seven dawns. Cap Rourke has better gear and a louder laugh.

Intro preview

Day One. Your sunrise map drinks the dawn and lines bloom across the parchment like frost in reverse.

Linnea is already sketching so hard her pencil squeaks. Torin watches the wind, humming under his breath.

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