The empty lined asphalt rolled on for miles ahead of her, vague and immeasurable. The heat fogged what little memories she had of the road slowly fading behind. With each step she slowed, squinting to grab a glimpse of anything on the horizon. Her hands cupped her eyes trying to extinguish the heat and sun. Long moments passed, her stoic form still on the black sea. A flick of a glimpse behind not daring to turn. A moment reflection squashed before her eyes blinked away the dripping sweat. Slumped shoulders pushed her on, desperate for end to be known.