He paused at the cusp of the portal and gazed into the depths of his new home. Logic dictated that he was making the right decision but his emotional ties to the land were impossible to ignore. He would miss the warmth of the sun caressing his skin, the feel of a cool breeze tousling his hair, and the crunch of fresh snow under his boots. Most of all, though, he would miss the views from the mountain passes and valley floors. Those sights had sustained him through the darkest of his adventures.
He had lived through more than his fair share of adventures. His new life wouldn’t change that. Nothing would change that. His destiny was to wander forever, journey through the worlds, and experience all they had to offer. And the time had come to finally slip into the dark realms of the hidden waterways. Then he would see what waited for him there.
Mountains and valleys of a different sort, beasts to discover, currents for roads and trails, points previously unknown and never imagined…
Stepping into the pool that would transport him below he noticed that the water accepted him without complaint. No tendrils of movement, no wake, no ebb and flow as the water parted to make room for him. It knew who he was and was ready to receive him and allow him access to the secrets kept in the bowels of its recesses. He took another step and his body adapted to the cold. He took another step and his mind forgot the sun and wind and the snow as the water rose to his chest.
Pausing again, he clawed desperately at the memories of his beloved mountains, hoping to ensnare them and carry them with him always. But, he had already lost the sun pouring over the high canyon walls to provide warmth on the cold mornings. He had already lost the whispering trees set to their gossip by an afternoon breeze running down the valley. He had already lost the crisp tingling of joy and hope and life that came with the first snow each year. The memories were all tied together so that those which meant the most meant nothing without the small details most considered inconsequential.
There was nothing left to stay his forward progress and so he took the final step through the portal and vanished.
So… yeah. I’m not really sure what to say about this one. It didn’t end where I thought it was going to. Once I started writing the words took me to a completely different place than I had planned on. I decided to leave it as is, though, so you could take the same journey I took.
But, I’d also love to read what journey you would take on your own with this picture. Write it, link it to this week’s Once More With Feeling Post, and the post it so we can all take your journey with you too.