All the roads came to an end, somewhere in a clearing near a pond. From the car, we saw the stars in the pond quiver with the promise of the night. We rolled down the windows and looked out for a while. We didn't say anything.

At some point, we turned the music on and for many hours that followed we listened to the lyrics from a stranger and related to them.
I think at some point I dozed off and had a dream. A dream that we are standing at the edge of the pond, daring each other to jump in. I remember you were scared, but you said you weren't.

I woke up and the music was still on and you were asleep. I held your hand and it was warm.

In the morning, the water in the pond swallowed the stars. The sky was a golden blue. We drove away. I am not sure if we had come to the edge of the world to seek something, but either way it felt like we found what we wanted.