"Just four more steps. Just a few dozen centimeters. Is this really the end for me? Is this my destiny?"
Sheyan could feel and hear the stairs supporting his body collapsing under him. He didn't even need to look to know that the stairs were hanging precariously and would give way any moment now.
He could even estimate that he had at most three seconds before he would fall together with the stairs.
One step further and he would be in heaven; one step back and he would be in hell.
Sometimes, a single step was all it took to decide everything!
The Cardinal suddenly noticed something was wrong, for he suddenly saw Sheyan's eyes.
Those were not the eyes of a despairing man.
No one could have such calm eyes after losing all hope. Eyes that, apart from being deep, were also full of desire!
"So....it's my destiny to never cross these four steps?"
"Destiny, what is that?"
"I Will Grasp My Own Destiny!"
