Beneath the leaden sky, he moved forward as if guided by the relentless oncoming waves. Slowly walking along the shoreline where the sand met the sea, he reached out towards the ocean, and the cold winter wind slipped through his fingers. In this moment, there was neither a light to guide him nor anything to rely on.

"..."

But he had too many responsibilities to give in to despair. He smiled helplessly, sending his fear, sadness, and regret adrift on the waves.