He who breaks a thing to find out what it is, has left the path of wisdom.
Rover did not know in the least where the moon's path led to, and at present he was much too frightened and excited to ask, and anyway he was beginning to get used to extraordinary things happening to him.
Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet though you do not see them
Then shouldering their burdens, they set off, seeking a path that would bring them over the grey hills of the Emyn Muil, and down into the Land of Shadow.
End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.