October 31st, 20XII

Eyes rocked open, the humble sleeper releases a sigh. The night sky greets with familiarity, accomplishment, success. The world of wonder and strange now behind him, new tasks await.

His body creaks, swaying to waves. Time returns aside pain and shiver. Taste of salt apparent, surmised location marks ocean. Darkness shrouds horizon leaving naught but moon glare.  The call ever present commands him. Death can not collect. This is bigger than him.

Exhaustion, parading hunger, swarm with sightless and silence. His will demands, body foolishly complying. Condemnation of tainted breaths, striking onward, at limit and so on past, little more than flotsam.

Destination unknown, despair arriving. Nature takes him. Consciousness losing.  Alone.