For perhaps a year or so, we kept walking in silence.
It was clear that Dantalian hesitated, she seemed to be thinking we were going in the wrong direction.
But there was no direction. No path existed.
It was after a few more months of walking in silence did she finally speak up.
"Why are you so calm? Are you not facing a lot of trouble? Are you not in pain?"
"I am."
"Then… why… why do you just walk? Won't you fall, like this?"
I was still weak.
Each step was still as heavy as the last. It had been so for as long as I had been here.
But…
"What is there to be afraid of?"
No ups nor downs existed. Even if I tried, I wouldn't fall.
"Are you not afraid of everything that's on its way?"
I shook my head at her words.
"Look around. This place is mine. Everything here is what could be in my way."
Dantalian hummed.
"And there's nothing here?"
"No. You and I both exist in this place. How could it be nothing if we're still here?"
What came in a persons way.
