I have stopped searching for the way,
a welcome sign,
and a free entry ticket.
I will no longer be a servant to the map.
My course cannot be plotted
I will swing my shining axe and send my own handcrafted bridges crashing to the bottom
and smile softly as I burn them later to keep the monsters at bay.
Although I am not sure if it is the flames that they fear,
or the sharpness of my chilled eyes shining at them in the dark…
But either way,
no man, woman or monster,
can follow you
if you don’t know where you’re going……