The fallen youth lay by the road,

With legs stretched out to the wind's abode,

And the wild, untamed force called him away,

To distant lands where shadows sway.

He walked slowly on a bridge so frail,

Seeking the road to his home, so pale.

But the path was covered with sands of fate,

Each step he took brought only pain innate.

There was a castle lost in the forest's embrace,

But the youth feared rejection’s face.

He stood for long, in silence so grim,

A bitter thought then struck him within.

He realized there was no life beyond,

Just death behind walls covered in dust fond.

Suddenly, shadows of a life now gone,

Passed like dreams in a colorful dawn.

Awakening from a flash of white,

Ending the silent curse's plight.

He straightened his shoulders and began his way,

Towards the mountain where dark shadows lay.

He walked, driven by the force unseen,

To face his fate in a land so keen.

The youth's journey had just begun,

As he merged with shadows under the sun.