There’s a gravitational pull you suddenly begin to feel, as if the wind is shifting and swaying your body in a specific direction. Was it all in your head, nothing more than an over active imagination? Or, maybe, this was what you’ve been searching for. That irresistible lure, an invisible rope tied to you and was trying to reel you in with all the strength it had. Whatever was summoning you wanted to be found.
It was from the south, all you would have to do is follow the poisoned river and you are certain you can find it. You have to find it. Internally, there is an unexpected struggle you find yourself facing. Instincts told you to flee, it wasn’t safe here. But what of the other two desires? An unnatural yearn to drink the sweet smelling waters, even as you knew what it truly was. Has it always smelled so delicious? But among these two struggles is whatever was demanding you find it. You have to pick. You must. Will you fall victim to the alluring rapids? Will you flee for the sake of your life? Will you pursue what is calling out to you?
While your mind is tangled in knots, the river grows louder and almost aggressive in nature. What was happening? The water began to bubble next, its color darkening and beginning to resemble a swamp’s slimy muck. Some type of creature was beginning to crawl from the depths…