Sindbad

At the edge of transition, Sindbad’s soul trembled and doubt weighed on every step.
A question pulsed in his chest—will or fear?
Before him, a fogged gate: half hope, half abyss.

From deep within, a buried call rose as the road narrowed. Something dormant awakened; courage returned like a breath after drowning. Fear turned into a compass, doubt into a spark—and he moved toward the unknown, not certain of arrival, but knowing the path reveals itself only to those who walk it.