The frosted ground makes my footsteps as silent as the pitch blackness surrounding me. I know that the dirt beneath my feet was warm and moist during the day, but not now. Now it's carrying me with ease, supporting me in my travels.

I reach my destination point rather swiftly and stop, knowing my chest is rising and falling, my inhales and exhales the only sounds penetrating the night. I take a quick glance around and see nothing but the earth of the field and some swaying grasses in the distance.

I rub the tips of my fingers together, letting the numb sensation take over my mind for a moment, filling it with intrigue. I blink as memories start to form within my head, filling my vision with soft colours. I take another sharp breath and shut my eyes tightly.

A cool, gentle breeze wafts through the air, caressing my skin soothingly and ruffling my hair. It takes me a moment, but I begin to lightly push the colours away and open my eyes once more to the noiselessness of reality.

Lifting my chin, I fix my eyes on the great glowing orb in the sky and the billions of tiny tears of light that surround it in a comforting fashion. A warm sensation begins in my chest, causing it to tighten and keep hold. I cannot tear my eyes from the glory before me, letting it's essence filter through all of the openings that beckon.

A slow smile creeps upon my lips and vivid feelings well behind my eyes. I swallow hard and let my eyelids naturally close, the feelings bursting and seeping down my cheeks in technicolour strokes. Time stands still; the universe a vacuum of thought.

An eternity passes and I let my eyes flit open, releasing another breath of air, this one puffing out in front of me and hovering for a moment before winking out of existence. I stand there, listening as the world revels in gaining my brief acceptance.

I reach out with my left hand and place it on my right arm, attempting to rub some life back into it. My body has almost merged with the darkness and I know that it cannot stay this way, for no tranquility can come without desolation. My journey is fleeting, but I again remind myself that it shall never end, so long as pain and happiness dwell as one within my soul.

I look up at the sky one final time, allowing the moonlight to purify me in outward appearance and then turn around, wiping at my cheeks with my coat sleeve. As I begin to walk away, a single droplet falls and lands upon the soil, moistening it once more.