It's a start to a long way.
On a long, destroyed road, there was a man who was tired and haggard. The reason why he continued to walk down this road was because this man had a motive.
To deliver a package to a mountain just beyond the horizon.
The client of the package will be waiting at the top of the mountain. The package had no name, but the man knew that he must deliver it no matter what.
The fire burned in his eyes despite his body saying otherwise.
The man's footsteps echoed on the road and the rustling of bushes.
This was but the start of the man's journey, and he knew it would get more difficult as he reached his destination.
Will this man reach his destination or succumb to despair and futility like others before him?
We can only wait and seeā¦
I wrote a little passage to start this whole thing off. Remember, if you want to make a request, make sure you read my profile first before asking.
