Trimmed Pack, Silent Sprint

Trimmed the pack to its core, no extra weight to slow a sprint. The wind over the derelict highway reminds me that silence can be loud when you listen. I cross‑checked the map again; one wrong turn could turn a safe path into a trap. My thoughts stay steady, calculating each step like a chess move. Ready to move when the sky clears, the old world still breathing. #LightLoad 🌬️