Fog pooled along the chasm dense as doubt
I exhaled once—
the air shimmered
threads of light weaving themselves midair
Another breath stitched the glow wider
A third extended it like a promise
I stared as a path formed where none belonged
My lungs had become architects
Stones of memory surfaced beneath the radiance
Each inhale laid another foundation
Fear paced behind me
but could not cross what I created
When the bridge stretched fully across the void
I stepped forward—
heart steady wonder rising
I walked on the breath of my own becoming