THE PATH THAT WOULDN’T LET HIM LEAVE

He stepped onto the path thinking it was just another way forward.But the ground shifted behind him, sealing every direction he thought he had.Nothing chased him. Nothing threatened him.The path simply refused to release him.Every turn he tried to take folded back into the same narrow stretch.Every escape dissolved before he could reach it.It wasn’t trapping him — it was shaping him.Holding him in place until he faced what he kept avoiding.Some paths don’t let you leave because they’re dangerous.This one didn’t let him leave because it wasn’t finished with him.