The path begins, twisting and turning

Through the low hanging trees, the rocky soil.

I keep going, blindly following the path

Tripping, falling, getting up again.

I’m back at the beginning. Try once more.

Blindly brushing away the branches

Never stopping.

The sun! A clearing!

I run towards the light.

The pit before me seems to open like the jaws of a monster.

I fall into darkness.