It seems as if forever I walk in a cold field, being overlooked by time which has become my foe. In this walk, it is eternally gray and cold. You can hear the snow crunching beneath my feet. In some ways, it's serene and beautiful and in some, it's just what it is. Cold and dark and my walk takes me through a journey that will lead to the depths of one's soul. And for one second, maybe a fraction of that second all seem to cease and it became clear that eternity could stare someone in the eye.