Consider the northern path, shaded beneath invisible trees.
Right after the sunset that never rises, take a detour to your left
along the wind that murmurs forgotten names.
When the horizon divides, enter the unmarked road, where not even shadows dare to tread.
Follow the echoes back to the place you never left.
Assemble the scattered pieces of the map in your mind, or better yet, construct a new one entirely:
Keep in mind, however, that reaching Impossible Peak may require a new pair of spectacles.
And remember, when the path diverges, it was never really there to begin with.