The path was filled with gravel.

The road was dimly lit.

He knew not the way.

Yet, still he proceeded.

He was on a mission.

Too grand to abandon.

No one knew.

His mind was made up.

He would meet many on the way.

Yet, this was not his solitary desire.

He choose a dangerous path for some.

He needed a reason to fulfill a goal.

One that was not known to man.

Or woman for that matter.

Perhaps a child might understand.

He had a plan.

Nothing, no one would or could stop him.