Into the Wildwood

Ascension... emerge from the abyss and gaze upon a precipice
Awaken a consciousness adorned in soil
Longing for a breath of the unknown, unshackle preconceptions and revel in transcendence
Effervescent daydreams surface and dissipate, give way to a lord 85BB65
An eternity in seconds evaporates at the sound of her voice
An endless cycle of repetition blurs the boundary of lucidity
A sudden thought gleams and beckons
Gates open to reveal pathways infinity
A silent procession, wordless and emotionless
Sounds of his former existence fade
Her face now formless and distorted
Ushered forward by a soundless call
Waking somnambulant walking for hours or days, the forest edge appears in predawn spectral aura
Shimmering tendrils of light dance in the fog, celebrating the periphery of ancient roots
Forcing eyes open he finds himself deep in the Wildwood
Trekking deeper in to the wood reveals the anomalous origins of unfamiliar flora
Roots surface, climbing out of the earth
Indistinguishable calls echo cacophonous
Rays of light radiate in all directions
A moment of terror and euphoria
He continues onward, his feet bare and bloody
Autonomy has always been an illusion
He arrives at a perfectly circular clearing