Sweat is dripping down my forehead, the cool Mist seeking through the layers of think coat and sweater. I was shivering. Running my hands together every now and then. Just to keep them from numbing. Ive Never fellt this alone. But also this watched. The Field was quiet, Not even birds in the Horizon.

Just silence. Everywhere.

Ive been walking on this path since sunrise. But not getting to and end. My feet felt numb. Not only from the cold but also the steady walking. My knees wouldn’t hold up much longer.

But i had in mid to find soemwhere to rest for the Night without my body freezing to an nice block. It was minus temretures - i was sure of that. But no matter how far i walked, hot much i forced my body to keep going. There was just Field. Desaturated Grass. Nothing else. Not even a hill in the Horizon. No trees that could give men hope.

But i stayed on this path. Fearing that if i stepped off it I’ll Never find my way out of here. There was a reason for this path, right? To lead the lost. To help the in danger. But maby leaving wa a good idea. Maybe I should leave the path that i stuck to for so long to find the new. But I was scared to. Scared to leave the only thing that gave me hope.

Would i lose if i left? Or would i find a way out?

The people in my Town had warned me. To not go there. Not go across the Field. It wont stopp. The pople who left for it never came back. Neuer sawn again. But still so many people went it hoping for a better life behind the Field. Everyone whistepring the legends about a Paradies behind it.

Only the people went who had nothing to lose. And so did i. But it would be long. Would i really get there before i died of the cold? It seemed to get colder with the Minute.

I started to lose hope. Every light was gone. I never had questioned that this Paradies really existent. Never. Not Even when i heard that people who left for this never came back. As a kid i always thought that was because it was so good there that no one wanted to come back.

But now i started to question myself. Did this peredise really exist? Who even came back to tell everyone that this existied if no one ever came back? So it was only logical to think that this Place didn’t exist, right?

My steps grew shower by the Minute, heavier with each step i took. Sun was starting to go under and with my hope, the light went low. Starting to fade into pure darkness. And i stopped walking complealty. I had Blisters on my feet from walking the whole day. How could you loose hope in a day?

Wasn’t this supposed to be a Journey full of life lessons and Adventure? Well, i didnt think it would be walking on a Field for so long that I started to question if this was Even real.

I had no other Choice. Left the path to find the new. I didint want to stick to the Same thing for a time I didn’t know how long.

I left the path. It didn’t look good and soon i saw nothing but Field, not even knowing where I came from. Forgetting where the path was. Not seeing it any longer. But what did i had to loose. I couldn’t find my way back now. So I couldn’t just go where my heart led me. So i walked. For a another long day. The cold had Grotten to me compleatly by now. I couldn’t even feel the pain in my feet any more because the went numb.

But shortly before sun set i saw one Single, big tree in the distance. And the hope filled my lungs like it was never gone. I arrived the tree just as the sun set down. And i felt Safe. For the first time in two days i sat down, resting against the tree Trunk.

Was it the right decision to let Go of the path?