“Soon, your limits will be unlocked,
And you will finally experience true realization.”
The spirit’s voice was solemn.
“But, Master… It hurts,
Also, I don’t feel any progress
It all just seems hopeless, pointless,
And frankly, quite stupid.”
“Not feeling the progress,
And keeping your feet on the road
Moving forward,
Even when hope is at absolute zero.
That’s true progress.”
“…”
The night falls.
The boy keeps walking.
He falls on the ground,
His legs cannot sustain him anymore.
A taste of sand
“Master?”
“What?”
“Smiling…
It hurts”