Dewin headed off to the windswept landscape. And he kept on walking and walking and walking, eventually coming to the realization he was not making any headway.

He then decided to head back the way he came. He walked. And he walked. And he walked. To his horror, Dewin was not making any headway back either. But he carried on. And on. And on. He carried on until his legs snapped in two, leading to gangrene and finally death.

Your journey has ended.