• Take my hand,
    and we’ll walk through the wondrous land laid before us.

    And we’ll fall…

    and keep falling…

    keep floating complacently through the darkened tunnel. We have arrived in secrecy, a smile greeting us. All peculiar eyes remain twisting, with an amorphous figure hidden among the trees.

    Weary of chasing time, we walk down darkened paths in silence. I step around the color and become lost. Alone, I sing to myself. The smile forms. A slash appears and I step through. I walk through the maze towards the melody, and find myself in the presence of the ignorant. Appearing once more, the smile causes chaos, and I run before they can sweep me away.

    But shining, lying in the sunlight, we realize it never really began.