New discoveries lie around the bend…
A day has passed since Chambers began his journey, but it felt like an eternity. With each step he was reminded of the pain in his side, causing him to rest against trees just to regain his composure. He wasn’t sure of how far he traveled, but he knew in his heart he was making progress. The path had to lead somewhere. From the clearing, there was only one direction to travel. If the clearing was the end of the path, what would he find at the beginning?
He couldn’t take the pressure any more. Chambers leaned against a tree along the path, slowly inching his way down the trunk until he was sitting on the ground. Lying back, he clenched his eyes in pain until he head rested on the dirt floor. Staring up at the sky, he could only think of the pain in his side and how he wished it would go away. But for now, enjoying a moment where he could rest would have to do.
He wasn’t resting long when his mind started wandering and then playing tricks on him. The sound of the wind passing through the leaves was interrupted with the sound of footsteps and a female voice humming merrily in the distance. The more he listened, the less he focused on his side, finding the tune to be very soothing as the though of pain faded from his mind. But as the stepping grew louder, the more Chambers began to realize that the song was not coming from within his mind.
Chambers worked his way up into a seated position and noticed an old woman slowly walking down the path enjoying the serenity of the woods. He sat there and watched as she gracefully walked along the tree line, running her fingers against the leaves while humming her song. Not wanting to startle the woman, Chambers raised his hand and gentle cleared his throat – or at least tried to. He retracted his arm quickly and grabbed his side as coughed, causing himself much pain. Continuing to walk towards him, the woman seemed unfazed.
After a short while, she made her way to where Chambers sat. Looking down at him, she placed her had on top of her head as she slowly walked around him without breaking her stride. “Excuse me,” he stated as he tried to get her attention. “I’m in need of aid. Can you help?” Smiling, she reached down and plucked a small purple flower near where Chambers sat. She lifted the flower to her nose and then handed it down to him, motioning him to do the same.
Taking a sniff of the flower, he sensed a slight sensation in his head. “It will help with the pain,” the old woman finally said, encouraging Chambers to continue smelling the flower. “I know of someone who might help you, if you wish to follow me.” Continuing to smell the small flower, Chambers thanked her for her kindness and gently stood up to walk with the old woman.
“What is at the end of the path,” Chambers asked, searching for some answers as to where he is and what is going on. So far, nothing has made any sense to him since he first woke up. Something had to be at the end of the path.
“The house, of course. Everyone comes to the house,” she replied.