I walk.
The path is barren and empty.
It's endless.
How long have I walked?
I can't remember.
Time has lost its meaning.
I walk forward.
Always forward.
I know I'm desperate.
Too desperate.
But I have no choice.
She waits there.
At the place I saw in my dream.
She told me she would wait there.
Once I'm there everything will be fine.
My breath hitches again.
I try to catch it.
Take a moment to draw a deep breath of air.
But don't stop.
Never stop.
I need to reach it.
It doesn't matter that I'm alone now.
I know I will see them again.
In that place I saw in my dream all these familiar faces are waiting.
Once I reach there everything will be fine.
I don't know if I will ever reach it, but I need to.
My dreams overwhelm me.
I can't spend more nights tossing and turning, sleep stolen by pain.
I want to scream.
Somewhere in the distance I hear the echo of a song.
It sound like the one song at the last shrine festival.
The one to honor the gods.
I turn my face upwards.
Towards the sky.
The sky where the gods reside.
Will they answer my prayer if I walk long enough?
I don't know.
But I will continue.
Continue to walk the endless path.
Continue to walk to reach the place inside my dream.