His feet were covered with dirt and he kept walking.
At the end of the wilderness road, skeletons lay on the mottled footprints. Tumbleweeds tangled in bison's hair, birds flew overhead, and a spirit cried after losing his child.
The marks of life were all over his face, his head was held high, his hair was blown to pieces by the wind, and his expression was as determined as a proud deer.
The dwarf was drunk on the pile of gold, the girl in the tavern blinked at the hunter, and the hunter wiped the revolver in his hand.
The afterglow of the setting sun swallowed him up, and the dragon danced on the distant mountain top. He kept walking.
The dawn of the second day pierced the darkness of the world. He stood on the hill and saw the sea. Time stopped. His shadow passed through the wilderness and was reflected in the snow of Lagava. He closed his eyes and the sea water reached his ankles.
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