Every step is an epitome of risk with its throng of unnerving heights, shaky deck, instability, that the water is too cold down under, and no one is to catch you from the fall.
If bridges were made to link places; a hanging bridge is made to re-attach spirits from the ungrateful bodies they dwell upon. For danger is a tool for adrenaline; adrenaline that awakens the soul and makes one feel alive.
You were meant to be stronger than your fears.
You were made to pick yourself up after every downfall- no catching needed. The drop is high, the impact is painful. Yet you are a brave and bold soldier, a demeanor of a knight. You know you will make it thru.
That hanging bridge was made to be crossed by people like you.