~ Almost At The End ~
Cold... So cold...
My little, thin red legs shivered in the freezing cold, they felt like they would break down and give way at any moment. My short little scarf was frozen, stiff, and of no use. Even my unnamed companion's longer, now cumbersome scarf was of no use. We trudged on slowly, slowly. What used to be seconds now felt like hours. The cold wind blew back on us, commandingly knocking us back. The wind seemed almost belligerent, having a spirit of it's own. The husky blowing of the wind was clamorous in our minds and the snow rained down in copious was no time to stand around to revere the sights as we kept our feet as deep into the hard, icy snow as we could. It was a way to hold on.
I'm scared...
We scurried on, in fear, fear that another wind will come. A stronger wind, that would vex us, that would have us go back to where we started. I gave my surroundings a cursory glance, there was no help anywhere. So we just walked and walked, our feet taking longer to reach the bottom each time.
Stop this. Stop. I want to give up!
I really did. I really thought that. But i couldn't, could I? After I've come this far, after all those trials me and my companion were put through. I couldn't let him down either. He was valiant, strong, kind, I would disappoint him if I gave up now. Wait...
Did I do this for me, or just so I could be loved and praised?
What was the reason I went through all this? Was it for others' love and praise, or purely for my own satisfaction? I felt inner conflict, half saying I did this for myself so I shouldn't stop, and the other half claiming it was ok to let the others down and give up for the sake of it. My mind traveled back to my earliest memories. How did I start this journey? ...Alone. I started alone, yes, that's it. I did do this for myself. And I'm not giving up now.
Almost there...
Then I had a flash of realization, that I was almost there, and before I knew it, my unnamed companion crumbles before me. His knees give way and the weight of his body caused him to topple instantly. It was unbelievable. Almost surreal. The stronger of us crumbled, and I was overcome with sadness. The extreme bitterness of losing him, it clashed with the happiness of almost nearing the end. A symphony of emotions played itself inside me noisily, and at that moment I could only think, 'He was stronger. He lost. Give up, you'll surely lose too' I almost succumbed to those sweet, sweet words of false reassurance.
I refuse to use him as an excuse!
My mind was made up, but i couldn't leave him without so much as a goodbye either. I reached down and rolled up my robe to reveal my hands for the first time, and wrote a thank you note in the snow, to my lost friend. He was always wiser than me. He was always more skilled than me. He always was beside me and helped me. Tears overflowed and I drew back my arm, trying to stand. I took one more step.
I was almost at the end of a never-ending journey.
Welp, I'm done! This was reaaally short, just felt like I had to write something honouring the awesomeness that is Journey. Ok, bye~