He walks on,
distracted by the strange weight within him.
The trail winds between rocks and snow.
Only after a while does he notice—
this is not the path he knows.
Without realizing it,
he has wandered somewhere new.
And he keeps walking.
— Sënka_
WHAT DID YOU FEEL ?
Not all detours are mistakes.
Some are the path.
Most people stop here.
He didn’t.
He didn’t.
If it stayed with you… follow.