You just have to go on

A Reckless but well-prepared adventurer bearing a helpful torch pauses, confounded by a dead end on a stone balcony that presents her a precipice of unsounded depths and unimaginable darkness inhabited by menacing snakelike figures encircling her view in all directions. Behind her, the doorway she emerged from (and knows she will have to return through) spills its own darkness into the void. A text above her small yet indefatigable light reads, "It's okay to hurt. It's okay to be broken. You don't have to be strong. You just have to go on."