The Path

There is a winding path, leading up what I believe is the last rise of a mountain. The climb is quite gentle in the direction the path leads, but there is a sharp drop off on the other end. Along various parts of the path are doorways—door frames which so far as I can tell lead nowhere. A curtain hangs from each door frame, I think from a rod near the top, but do not see them close enough to be sure. There is something at the top of the mountain, but I do not see it—I feel as though it should be another curtained door frame, and that it is positioned at the end of the path, but I do not see it.