Once upon...

He was wandering why he never came to that place before. He was amazed by the beautiful colors, the fresh smell of the flowers and the sea. He jumped over the fence and walked towards the edge. He stood there and breathed the air, felt it, hugged it, and he asked one simple thing, something easy to do for the universe and Cosmic Conciousness at least. It was Monday. It was cold. It was his day, this doesn't mean he had only this day, but that he had finally understood that every single day just belonged to him as this is his life.

Despite being sorrounded by bystanders, he lifted his arms and opened them wide open. In a moment, the was no daylight, there was no signs that this new, dark-coloured environment that appeared out of the blue was actually real or not. He felt the air going though his fingers, but he just didn't have the power to do anything, his body was moving by itself. Then the air thickened and his body began to move against his will.

The rocks nearby glanced at him, like recalling something they had seen before, a thousand times.
He wanted to run away and his mind, strangely enough, was prepared to accept the fate as it comes.

Now.

He stands at the edge or the cliff, looking to the waves which dangeously but calmy wait for him at the bottom. The man, begins to understand the detrimental situation he was in. Putting one foot ahead the other, he starts to run and finally starts to feel the marine dew. Falling in the sea and surrounded by rocks, he starts swimming, even though he had never swam in the sea, only in pools and always watched by an angel. He heads to the rocks that couldn't be reached by the waves and goes ontop one of these. He sits and watches the whole thing: he finally realizes what he did to deserve such a fate, or better said, such a trial. He drops to the sea again, there is no way out for him if he doesn't start doing things properly. As he swims, he remembers everything he did and didn't do. He tries to recover his breath, but some seaweed trapped his foot. He goes under the water but just can't free his limb. He tries again, again, and again until the seaweed says something and lets him go. Frightened, he keeps going on even though there is no way to foretell whether he is going to go out alive o not. Finally, he glances a beach, near the place he fell from, exhausted and ravenous he rushes to the place which may give him some shelter, some, due to he knew this couldn't be the end of this trial. The approaches to the beach, but exhaustion makes him lose the strengh as he hits a a huge rock, which hurts his right leg badly. He just wants to end everything, by making his way to the only place he had left that could ever make him feel secure. He makes it to the beach and takes a moment to catch his breath. Hobbling, he starts walking again as he know the storm is after him. The sea, then, gets rough and the waves try to escape from the sea, mad at him, he falls and tries to find shelter in anything, he waits for the storm to ease and keeps going on. Finally, he gets to the slope of the hill, but the waves just keep going after him, the sea itself goes after him. The fear, not even then, made him want to give up nor to look for the easy way out. This is something he must go through: a journey for templing himself.

Life had no meaning if he couldn't do this and, more importantly: he knew he wanted to do it.

Thus, using the very last energies he had left, he tries to run, the waves play with his feet and make him stumble several times. He lost two or three teeth, but it didn't mater: he was pretty much alive and kicking.

He keeps going on until he reaches the university he studies in, and in a moment, he just gets a burst of energy and, hit as he was, bleeding and exhausted, he starts running with only one leg and his arms. This energy was love... for himself.
He eventually falls and he, about to face his demise, was happy: he gave it all. And in that particular moment, don't ask why, the sea starts retreating. He man laughs, drunk of happiness and relief and... well, the rest of the story is going to be told as it unfolds... hope ye are here to listen to it, boys.