I wish you farewell...

He wondered if this, more than guilt, was what had been holding him back. It wasn't that he was punishing himself as much as it was that he didn't really want anything or anyone anymore. But was that true? Did he really not want anything? What did he want to do? What did he want, period. A simple question that demanded far more than meets the eye. So as he allowed himself time to find the answer, his heart slowly started to shatter, for it started dawning on him, that the boy that he keeps writing about - the one he shares with the world? That boy doesn't really exist, does he?

The doors of the darkest room one had ever seen were opened and everyone was asked to collect the pieces of themselves that they have lost with pain and agony during all these years on the climb. Everyone rushed in and started searching for the pieces that would complete them but all of a sudden they saw the light in the room fading away, they turned around and saw the doors closing back again. They screamed and tried to run back but all of a sudden there were fences all around them, their voices blurred out, and they helplessly watched, petrified, as all hope of escape was lost. Their final thought was knowing that they destroyed themselves completely in the quest for the pieces they had lost before.