the sky was dark. the road was becomming more narrow. the path ahead seemed foggy and bleak. the canteen was almost empty. thirst was taking over. only two outcomes were possible. death or be saved.
the walk became a crawl. sustenance was all but gone. when all the light was gone, it became useless to open one's eyes. there was no hope, no future. the path was just rocks and dirt. no longer having a form. no longer a reason.
rolling over on one's back, a new revelation was realized. the light was not all gone, for the stars still illuminated the night. without a path to follow, the midnight glow was reason enough to open one's eyes.
wandering, lost, lacking hope and direction. just enough energy for a few more breaths. and then it happened. a hand reached out, giving a reason to stand up and walk again. a voice whispered, "you can do this."
suddenly all feeling rushed back. emotions took shape. desire fueled the journey. it was not over yet. for once the end of the path is reached, he will be there.
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