Looking into your bag, you pull out the talisman and string some thread around it to wear it as a necklace. With silent but unyielding faith, you walk along the path ahead of you, never looking back to that city. Despite the growing fear bubbling inside, you feel at peace with the course of events. There was always this subtle feeling that the town and people around you was stunning you from growing to your fullest potential. You walk and when your feet grow tired, you walk some more. You would like to avoid spending your first night outside of town in the middle of nowhere. It would be more comforting to find a city to rest near. Eventually, you find that the odds of that occurring are not too high.