A gorge.
You look back and you realize. Not only are you alone but where the path used to be, there's nothing - how did that happen? Where's the person you were with? You don't panic, not yet, leastways. Going back, is it you, or everything seems unfamiliar; did you ever notice that or THAT? And was this here? Hmm. And whatever happened to the person you were with? Like a horror movie, things get worse. The path you took has disappeared, leaving in its wake a shaky bridge made of some indistinct material, stretched precariously across a gorge and on the other side stands your erstwhile companion.
In the deepening shadows, your companion seems....different, somehow.
You should get back to them but, wait, do they need you? They seem just fine and, are they really who you think they are? And they do not seem to notice you're no longer together. No matter how shaky that bridge looks, you should at least TRY to cross back to be with your companion. So, you step a little closer and peer over the edge into the gorge - how deep is it? - and then you jump, fear propelling you back. Spectral tendrils, foul with negativity reach out to you from the abyss; an absence of love, a lack of respect, meanness of spirit, disinterest, insincerity, betrayal, despair, a lack of faith, nastiness, "unforgiveness". And as you stand there, contemplating the awfulness of it all, you ask yourself if you want to go back even though you KNOW it is the only way to close that hole in the earth of your existence. Yet, there is a danger that the bridge won't hold and you'll slide into the darkness and be swallowed up.
What to do?
In the deepening shadows, your companion seems....different, somehow.
You should get back to them but, wait, do they need you? They seem just fine and, are they really who you think they are? And they do not seem to notice you're no longer together. No matter how shaky that bridge looks, you should at least TRY to cross back to be with your companion. So, you step a little closer and peer over the edge into the gorge - how deep is it? - and then you jump, fear propelling you back. Spectral tendrils, foul with negativity reach out to you from the abyss; an absence of love, a lack of respect, meanness of spirit, disinterest, insincerity, betrayal, despair, a lack of faith, nastiness, "unforgiveness". And as you stand there, contemplating the awfulness of it all, you ask yourself if you want to go back even though you KNOW it is the only way to close that hole in the earth of your existence. Yet, there is a danger that the bridge won't hold and you'll slide into the darkness and be swallowed up.
What to do?
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