‘It feels as if an age has passed me by in this invisible tide. A tide still dragging at my hooves, pulling me to somewhere unbeknownst to my waking mind.
It seems as though my body is at the whim of a greater power that rules this realm, a realm so beguiled by a most powerful magic. This magic has a source, yet, I dare not wish to cross it.

It feels foul to my body as pulsations reach me. Pulsations that harbor abhorrent emotions of vengeance. A vengeance so strong it stings my flesh, I do not wish to be here any longer. Let me be free, let me breathe. I can no longer stand the assault of vipers entering my mind, make it stop! Their intonement is caustic to my ears and they do not carry any inclination of goodwill to my spirit. I can only picture a viper stalking its prey with a hungry stomach and eyes filled with malice. Its eyes look me up and down, it wants to devour my essence of soul. I wish to stay hidden here in the black waters, yet, the snake swims with ease as it traverses the violent current.

But before my imagination could visualize its attack, a light made itself known to me. Out on the horizon, a purple light filled up the sky. It was mesmerizing to me, it reminded me of how the sun would rise to greet the new day. And how I would gaze upon the bright orange morning with glee.

I- Yes, I am here… I am yes! Wait who are you? P-

I would gladly.’

Author's Note

A voice called out to Rocky as he recounted. Who was it?