They were like robots. They arrived at the end of the path and, without stopping, turned around and came back home. She was sure that if someone had jumped from the cliff, only she would have noticed. All of them were following the same slowly way of walking, empty. They were talking about routine seriously and in a deep voice. She couldn´t look at them because her mind was avoiding the absolute lack of life.
Sitting into the rocks at one side of the path, she was contemplating the ocean looking up the beating of the time, breathing each wind of the world, living.
Her eyes came wet and she desired to be part of the sea. She could still be free there.
She looked at him. He seemed tired. However, he was smiling as sweet as always. He approached her and put a soft kiss into her lips. They saw each other and sighed. He tried to catch her carefully. She tried to grab him forcefully. But they were still clumsy and fell down immediately laughing. No one tried to help them. They didn´t need it.
The wheelchair went away from them due to the wind. Maybe she wouldn´t be able to walk again but she wasn´t going to be dragged by the current. He was there. And even more... she believed in herself again.
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