The darkness before him slowly began to lift, and Tarik felt that what had been hidden behind the mist would soon be revealed. The world around him no longer appeared as it once had. More important than anything visible were the changes within himself. Every step he took, every movement felt like part of something grand, infinite, as if he was on the brink of something that would change everything he knew. This feeling was familiar — he sensed how the past and future were converging into a single point, and everything he had experienced had been preparation for this moment.
Now, standing at this threshold, Tarik no longer felt the fear that had accompanied him at the beginning. He no longer felt that burning curiosity for the unknown that had driven him to seek answers. Now, there was a different sensation — a sense of calm, an awareness that he was not alone. He could not explain why, but his heart no longer raced in a constant rhythm of anxiety. He again felt that invisible presence that had been with him from the start, but this time it was not a threat. It was like a quiet voice reminding him that he was in the right place.
Ahead of him, a streak of light spread out once again, a thin line leading deeper into the unknown. Tarik knew this was not just any light. It was a passage to a new stage, a transition from one state to another. He took another step and felt the ground beneath his feet shift. It was not a physical step. It was a step in understanding, in accepting that he was no longer just a seeker of truth. He was now the one meant to accept it.
Between the darkness and the light, between the past and the future, an unknown boundary appeared. And this boundary was his own. He became a witness to how every movement, every choice had led him here. It was a test — not only for his body but for his spirit.
And then, before him, something new appeared. Clear, powerful, like a flash that illuminated the darkness. For a moment, Tarik felt peace. He knew that the first step had already been taken. But what lay ahead remained unclear.
It was not just a physical path. It was a journey of the soul, the heart. Tarik no longer doubted what needed to be done. He only had to move forward. Whoever or whatever awaited him, it was waiting.
What was it? Was it the answer to all his questions? Or just the first step toward something even greater, something beyond what he could imagine? And was this what he had been destined for?
The answer was close. And Tarik was ready.