I used to be constantly on the run and had lots more to achieve but, sadly, in a wrongly taken step, the end of my life came too soon.
I had always been an explorer and an achiever. But with a life of exploration and achievement come a lot of risks. I had a compulsive need to be always on the move. Running from one spot to another. There was no stopping me though. Whatever twists and turns life presented me, I navigated them with all my energy, all the skills that had been bestowed on me. In the process, I had amassed more than enough to last me many lifetimes. But when one is on the run, one doesn’t realise that it could all end as quickly.
That is what happened in my case too. My end came as fast as my life was. In an instant, my life was over. I should have been more careful, when I look back. I could have prevented that crash. But that’s how it is. You get the rewards but have to play the risks.
When my life ended, nobody seems to bother though. No one seemed to care. I was the only one lamenting. I went into shock, at first. But then, soon enough, realisation hit, like all other losses. I was angry after the initial shock once I realised that it was all my doing, a lethal mistake of my own.
Then I went into denial. But there was no way out. It was all over. Finally when true realisation hit, I went into a deep abyss of sorrow, though like my fleeting life, even that was momentary. Soon enough, I hit the reality of acceptance that my life was over.
Once More. But rebirth wouldn’t be far. And I could carry on from where I had left. But for now, I had no choice but to wait.
The laws of the game would get me another life soon. That is just how Temple Run works.
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