You are standing on a road, a road with no beginning. This road is not made of black pavement, or yellow brick, or brown dirt but you know it is a road all the same. Surrounding this road is as vast and unforgiving a desert as you have ever seen or imagined, but the heat does not bother you; your immunity to it goes unnoticed. Most would die in this desert, unless they followed the road.
Looking left down the road, which is north but you do not think about that, you see nothing on the horizon. You look right, which is south, but there is nothing but more road and desert there as well. You can't explain it but you feel compelled to begin walking south. Something from inside your chest pulls you, something has set its hooks into you and is not reeling you in, but you don't fight.
Days pass as you walk down the road but you feel no fatigue, no thirst, no hunger. You would sleep but it does not occur to you. All that possesses your mind is a drive to movie south, though you would not call it that. You simply know you must keep going until you find...something.
The sun has gone up 3 times and come down 4 times. This is the only measure of time you are aware of but since you aren't keeping track anyway this means nothing. The days are hot and long. The sun has no competition in the sky it only beats its rays down endlessly, but your skin does not burn.
The nights on the other hand are cold and dark. There has been no moon, but you need no light, the feeling in your chest keeps you moving in one direction without a change in pace. You aren't looking for them but you don't see any lights on any horizon to account for civilization. Perhaps you are all there is.
The 4th time the sun rises you are confronted with the shadow of a towering figure in your path. Its size you can barely fathom. You want to call it big or enormous or gargantuan but those words do not enter your mind. You think of "God" and this term suffices to categorize it. Though it was invisible in the dark but at the first rays of light its leaped from the Earth to the sky in one sudden reveal.
You stand at the foot of a great rock, perhaps a mountain. Its sides made of razor sharp granite, unclimbable. No trees or moss nor any living thing appear to break its grey face, its is rock and nothing else. There is no other presence like it in any direction, it is singular and looming and unforgiving. You could walk around it but something is still pulling you down the road which writhes and slithers up to the mountains peak. No one could ever get to the top of this monster, unless the followed the road.
The mo
Looking left down the road, which is north but you do not think about that, you see nothing on the horizon. You look right, which is south, but there is nothing but more road and desert there as well. You can't explain it but you feel compelled to begin walking south. Something from inside your chest pulls you, something has set its hooks into you and is not reeling you in, but you don't fight.
Days pass as you walk down the road but you feel no fatigue, no thirst, no hunger. You would sleep but it does not occur to you. All that possesses your mind is a drive to movie south, though you would not call it that. You simply know you must keep going until you find...something.
The sun has gone up 3 times and come down 4 times. This is the only measure of time you are aware of but since you aren't keeping track anyway this means nothing. The days are hot and long. The sun has no competition in the sky it only beats its rays down endlessly, but your skin does not burn.
The nights on the other hand are cold and dark. There has been no moon, but you need no light, the feeling in your chest keeps you moving in one direction without a change in pace. You aren't looking for them but you don't see any lights on any horizon to account for civilization. Perhaps you are all there is.
The 4th time the sun rises you are confronted with the shadow of a towering figure in your path. Its size you can barely fathom. You want to call it big or enormous or gargantuan but those words do not enter your mind. You think of "God" and this term suffices to categorize it. Though it was invisible in the dark but at the first rays of light its leaped from the Earth to the sky in one sudden reveal.
You stand at the foot of a great rock, perhaps a mountain. Its sides made of razor sharp granite, unclimbable. No trees or moss nor any living thing appear to break its grey face, its is rock and nothing else. There is no other presence like it in any direction, it is singular and looming and unforgiving. You could walk around it but something is still pulling you down the road which writhes and slithers up to the mountains peak. No one could ever get to the top of this monster, unless the followed the road.
The mo
