by Settia Cavan
“You came here to walk, did you not?” it said. “To take away the stress, make you feel lighter. Maybe you would get lucky and the world would sort itself out while you walked.”
The voice moved again, back into the strange form the creature seemed to prefer, with those all-too-familiar eyes. “That is what you said, isn’t it?”
They were her eyes. Her thoughts.
Prompt: You are on a hike and you come across an unfamiliar creature that can speak. What does it say to you? Does it offer you a warning? A prophecy? A deal? Do you accept its offer ?
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