For they knew the mountain was kind to those who respected her, and showed her their willingness to trust her, and patiently to explore her secrets.
So, in the end, when they were ready, they started the ascent, taking at first the difficult path, and then cutting through a steep gorge.
There, for a while, they were exposed, but they knew how to swiftly divert their route, avoid the ambush and continue their ascent, like spirits in the forest.
For that war was about hiding, moving unseen, silent and ready to strike: a partisan war.
Image: French Résistance fighters in WWII, le Maquis.