The babbling sounds of the river and the rhythm of the whooshing gusty winds could be heard through the mystifying frozen air. His legs trembled as he walked through the wooden suspension bridge that lay connected to the other end of the mountain. His thumping heart murmured a thousand prayers for reasons known and unknown. He felt numb and motionless attimes, as his past revisited him at lucid intervals blocking his journey for finding his lost soul.
