Path unknown

I stand at the edge of this endless path, my form swallowed by shadow, my purpose shrouded in silence. The black sun hangs heavy above me, a constant witness to the weight I carry. The road stretches forward, its pale surface blending into the void, yet I cannot turn back. I am both the traveler and the question, moving through a world that offers no answers, only a quiet pull toward the unknown. Here, I walk alone, unseen and unspoken, as if I were a shadow cast by the sun itself.