"Don't you feel scared traveling solo?" they often asked her with a questioning glare.
A question she dreaded the most. All she did was smile back at them politely, refusing to justify her love for solitariness, every time.
Out on the beach, when an outlander once asked her curiously, "What compels you to go solo at such a young age?" Ignoring him nonchalantly, she stared at the vast ocean in front of her and pondered over all the times she had allowed her hands to be placed in the soil to feel grounded; when she wade in the water to feel emotionally healed, when she let her lungs fill with fresh air out in the greenery to feel mentally clear.
She remembered all the times when she had lived on the edge, never letting failure distraught her. She thought of how being in nature ignited immense power within her soul.
She heard him probe further, "Doesn't it make you long for a company?" "You're never too young or old to travel, you just need wanderlust to explore. As long as you love your own company, there is nothing to deter your personal space. Perhaps, that is what matters, isn't it?" she said and winked an eye at him as she stood up to continue her stroll, alone.
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