A Strangely Isolated Place
The traveler walked along a road long since forgotten by the world. Its cracks filled with the promise of rebirth and renewal. Each step carried the traveler farther from the noise, the weight of voices and expectations dissolving into the hush of rustling leaves.
Alone, yet not lonely.
For too long, the traveler had walked among men who mistook chaos for purpose, who built towers of glass but left their souls in ruin. Here, among the forgotten paths, the truth remained. Here, the world was not mad. Here, the search for God was as simple as listening.
The road stretched on, fading into mist and twilight. There was no destination, only the journey, the fellowship with God. And that, the traveler understood, was enough.
A Strangely Isolated Place
The traveler walked along a road long since forgotten by the world. Its cracks filled with the promise of rebirth and renewal. Each step carried the traveler farther from the noise, the weight of voices and expectations dissolving into the hush of rustling leaves.
Alone, yet not lonely.
For too long, the traveler had walked among men who mistook chaos for purpose, who built towers of glass but left their souls in ruin. Here, among the forgotten paths, the truth remained. Here, the world was not mad. Here, the search for God was as simple as listening.
The road stretched on, fading into mist and twilight. There was no destination, only the journey, the fellowship with God. And that, the traveler understood, was enough.