What a stereotype, that a looming creature like the mountain could bring such salvation. Harmonia knew when she awoke on it that something had shifted, but it wasn't until it stole her magic that she learned to be angry.
It's why she had no problem following Carnage into his wasteland, Pangea.
But despite the promise the barren land had when it came to really sticking it to the fairies, she longed for the magic to flow through her veins. It took only a moment for her to remember the way to the Mountain, and after not too long it loomed - ominous and daunting - in the distance. She's not used to walking (who walked with magic?) but she was learning to, building her endurance, heading to the Mountain.
After the threshold she took a deep breath.
Clean.
when the pied piper calls, you come