As I travel down the narrow path, Malevolence waits before me. Or do I await for it?

The constant quest to conquer, is an illusion of purpose. Yet still, here I am; Mesmerized by the hope of life, yearning to reach what lies beyond me. But beyond me is a door and the door is locked. ...

Wooden Finish, Marble Floor.

Golden Ticket, All Aboard.

People Talking, Some Ignored.

Bound for Success, Bound to Explore.

Conductor ready, Whistle Blowing

Hot Chocolatier, Yet it’s snowing

Leather Seats, Red Upholstery.

Heart Beats, as we move closely....