The Pathway

     From a small town three trails protruded. The firts one led to the city, the second to the sea, and the third diverged through the jungle and got lost in the density of the scrubs.

     In the town arrived a young man by the name of Mathew. He had a blissful and curious personality, always had, that‘s why he came to that town. He decided to live there for a while.

     Being there for a few weeks he knew the place very well, he had already roved up and down in and around the simple town. But there was this by-road outside of town, that nobody talked about, even some of the locals didn’t knew of it’s  existence. That awakened the curiosity of this ambitious young man. 

     

     “Where does this road lead to?” He started asking the locals.

     “It does go nowhere.” some townspeople responded.

     And he asked again. “But, where it ends?”

     “It does ends anywhere?” They said.

     “Then, why they made it? Mathew asked with insistance.

     “Nobody made it, we had always seen it there,” the neighbors said back.

     “Noboby travesed it, never?” He asked one more time.

     “No, nobody, never,” the locals aswered.

     Mathew was unpleasant with the poor answers and said again, “and when you cross it over, what can you see?

     “You are a hard-headed!” some of the people said to him, “we’re telling you that nothing is seen through that trail.” 

     “If nobody traveled it, what do you know!” Mathew told them disgusted

     And the townfolks ended by naming him pigheaded. But he didn’t care, he kept thinking in that strange road, that everybody said didn’t take nowhere. 

     And finally he made up his mind. That day he raised at dawn, left the town and undertake afoot the untraveled road. He had decided to survey that trail no matter what.

     He walked between ravines, bambrels, rocks and creeks. He arrived to a jungle so thick, that still been the middle of day semmed to be midnight. Seven days cost him to cross the dense jungle. Mathew didn’t appalled. 

     He at last draw near at the foot of a tall battlement wall, that surrounded a marvellous castle. In the foyer a noble lady invited Mathew to come inside to visit the hundred halls of the castle, halls full of fabulous treasures: jewelries, precious stones, gold, silver, diamonds and works of art. At the end the lady said to Mathew with an elegant and sweet voice: “For your inbreakable bravery in travel so thoughful pathway, take whatever you like of this treasures.”

     And Mathew, loaded with wealth, undertake the trip home. Meanwhile weeks and months had bygone. The whole town deemed the pigheaded foreigner lost and already death. 

     Great was the astonishment, when they saw him back, carrying all the treasures that, he shared with his friends and foes. A hundreds times he had to narrate the epic journey, and recount his discovery.

     Now the people in that town gained courage, and each day alway was someone confident, that set out to travel for that rare pathway that, according to the ignorants, the slackens, and the cowards, didn’t go anywhere.