I dragged my dying body up the hill and watched helplessly as it loses its power. Tears of blood flowed down my cheeks. My muscles weak, my body drenched in blood. Why did I do to deserve this? Wasn't all my effort enough? I remember the words of my mother. Her sweet voice making my body tremble. I remember my aunts and uncles and their praises. I reached the summit but at what cost? In the sky, vultures circle around me, waiting for me to let go of the dying body. Should I let them have it? I'm close to the castle. Maybe I still have time? Maybe I still have energy? Maybe it was all for nothing? I collapse. I embrace the dying body and surrender to my fate. Should I smile like Sisyphus? Or sacrifice everything like Abraham?
My eyes open. I lost consciousness. I lost consciousness and am now awake. The body already cold in my arms. I had a dream. Men and women in white dancing. Sunflowers around a road. Archangels with golden hair blowing trumpets throughout a promised land. But my body is dead. I shall let it go and go to the next town. I shall bury it in a shallow grave and let the elements run their course
