Arrival

Pushing past the final set of leaves to step into the light. She drops her golden cloak. The grass is soft on this hill. She inhales deeply, and climbs to the highest point. The Sun, on a path toward sunset, kisses her skin with evening rays. It shines upon her destination. "Almost there," she whispers. Fatigue washes away, replaced with a new determination. Her eyes are focused on the heart of the city. The journey continues.