The Bridge That Led Nowhere
A Path Meant Only for Reflection
A bridge stood over a still lake, connecting one patch of land to nothing at all. Travelers who crossed it found themselves stopping midway, unsure why. Some said the air felt heavier; others said it felt lighter. Elders explained that the bridge was not meant to take people somewhere but to remind them that not every step in life needs a destination. Many walked to the middle, stood in silence, and returned with clarity they didn’t know they were missing.
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