Trusting my feet to the dark path before me, I stepped forward.

They had been down this dark path before, the Antae.

Any other way had been lost to him the first time he'd set his foot on this dark path.

Now he nodded and moved again, turning towards the dark path behind him.

Impatient with herself, she stepped on to the dark path.

But on a dark path, they wouldn't know she was any different.

The dark path lay right under an innocent looking tree, beyond which was open water and light.

He eventually went to her parents and told them she was going down a dark path.

Looking back on it, he could see each step down that dark path had led him to the next, and the next.

You may not want to walk down lonely streets or dark paths alone at the end of a day's work.