The Trail is wire thin. Walking on it is...painful. The arches of his feet ache while he trodds the untrodden path.
The end is not near. Far away, across vast reaches of dirt, stones, and rubble it lies. Waiting is folly, moving is...horrid. But the only way out
lies ahead.
An abyss falls on either side of him, leaving nothing for balance. His only support is that which is unseen: Will, Determination, and Faith. They are his only friends. They trudge along with him, fending off the stark tendrils of everlasting night.
He walks forward, his friends aiding him along. Skulls and Bones he stumbles over, re