Unlike Hero

He wondered like this in walking daydream, undaunted and courageous he might be, but his eyes were giving no sense of where he was soing, only his mind and the power of his soul keeping his legs from stopping and turning back to his conformed home, dry and warm it would be he thought. Without notice and the fact that the mind was obviously distancing itself from the body, a light trickle came from his brow, the first drops were floating downwards.
After some time Michael was pleased to find a common path, somewhere he found that hed had been before, but behind the brush it was a mystery where it was going totake him, around he went trying to find the exit to this maze. Now at the worst possible time as the rain came down a little stronger, but behind the haze he could see a memorable object in the distance, with an ounce of shelter, so before he gave anything else some thought he ran under the sheltered lit area.