The traveller ventured onwards – the eyes followed. Their watchful gaze filled the air with an indiscernible weight, hanging like fog. With each shaky step, the traveller’s chest knotted with anxiety, turbulent currents pushing and pulling like waves. The sensation twisted through their veins; snakes constricting their limbs until they could not tread any further.
The snakes coursed up the traveller’s body, seeming to extend above them and beyond into the fog above. Frozen yet panicked, the traveller raised their eyes skyward.

Above – the orb.

The snakes seemed bound to this orb, arcing towards it as it hung there shining like a star. Time seemed to race and stretch, a blend of fury and introspection. Forced to watch, the traveller saw the orb swirl and bounce, but not once did it stray away into the fog. Gradually, it dawned upon them that their anxiety, though all-encompassing, was not their adversary. It was a messenger; a signal from within demanding attention.

Still, the eyes watched, yet seemed to cower at the light of the orb – it cut like a razor through the chaos of the fog, illuminating the path ahead.

Grateful for the guidance of their newfound companion, they continued their journey.