The road that I took led me to an abyss.
A cave.
This place had no light and I felt lost and disconnected. I put my hands on the ground. I brushed them slowly to feel the dust. My first intuition was that I had finally unearthed my own grave. But when I noticed that my body responded pleasantly to the surrounding, I let loose my guard.
In the moment that brought me back to my senses, the cave was lit by a ray of light. I saw that my hands were covered in dirt. I rubbed them against each other to clean them. Too late. Or that's what I thought. But the morning sun was promising.
I looked around the cave for somebody who might have seen me do such absurdities. Not a single soul seemed to be stirring around.
I relaxed and laid my baggage and treasure on the ground, resting for some peace.