Looking forward I can see that the path before me is long. I don't know where it goes but there is only one way to find out. As I went to where the path led, the grass around me began to sway from a gentle breeze. The vast emptiness of only grassy fields is lovely yet unnerving. Even though I can assume that nothing lurks within the grass, not seeing anything else is strange. No trees, buildings, nothing. It's different from the world I came from. I wonder what will come next. Who will I meet? What stories will unfold when the time comes? What will become of me?