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- When he awoke he opened his eyes but otherwise just lay there, motionless, gathering his thoughts as he tried to make sense of the previous day’s events.
- He thought to himself that, getting into such dangerous situations is something he should avoid in the future he.
- ‘I shall try being more careful today.’ He muttered as he clambered to his feet and climbed into his tunic. TLG looked out at the morning through the concave windows of the bee machine. The tranquillity of the night had been replaced with a bustling and busy morning. He could hear the birds singing and insects chirping. All manner of creatures set about their daily tasks, completely oblivious to the previous day’s events. TLG wished he could be like them. The simple creatures with simple needs, spending ones day foraging in the beautiful forest where ones only concern is finding ones next berry or nut or a rock to bask in the tranquil sunlight.
- He approached the forward controls, and set upon his way. As he rose higher, he looked down for any resemblance of danger, but all he could see was the muddy bay, the river and the waterfall with its beautiful big trees that lined the bank as the river descended from the forest.
- He lent on the lever and thrust forwards, toward the waterfall and the river to resume his quest. As he flew over the waterfall and up the valley, the trees got closer as the hilly forest gained altitude. He buzzed along through the tallest trees and relaxed, to let the drifting forest mesmerise him.
- He followed the river higher into the hills and mountains for hours. Ancient roads crisscrossed the landscape, connected with stone arch bridges that interrupted the river from time to time. He did not know where he was going so following a river seemed like the best idea at the time. As he got further inland, the beautiful landscape levelled and the river grew more complex. The river was getting smaller and shallower as he drew closer to its source. Weaving and branching, TLG always following the widest channel hoping he would spot the source of the river. The source of the river. This thought echoed through his head and bounced around, growing vaguer but more complex, until finally condensing into a revelation. I must get to the source of the river. That is the where he is.
- Just as this though entered his head, he spotted what appeared to be the source of the river. He pulled the Bee into a hover and looked on in awe at the incredible spectacle of nature before his eyes.
- Looking out from the concave compound windows of the Bee, he could see an impressive mountain with almost impossibly steep slopes that rose from the valley as if it had grown from a seed on the valley floor.
- From the bottom of the mountain, almost at the valley floor, torrents of luminous blue water poured from huge vents, which fed into the source of the river. There where sixteen in all. Evenly spaced with an eerie symmetry as if something foreboding had built it with the intention impress beholders with its power. The water pored out of the vents like giant white eels embraced in an eternal feeding frenzy, devouring each other and birthing each other, twisting and turning and boiling disappearing and reappearing with endless fury.
- *The Vortex*
- The vents were feeding into a swirling pool. As the luminous torrents flowed into the pool and melted into blue, the whole pool rotated in a clockwise vortex which spilled over the other side to feed the river, and at the centre of the vortex, was a gaping hole appeared to be consuming much of the water but also it appeared to be expelling it. As he gazed upon the eye of the vortex, he was drawn in. His thoughts were swirling and turning as if synchronised with the water, he felt this overwhelming desire to jump from his bee, into the vortex, to be devoured by it.
- After a short time, TLG pulled himself together, and managed to have a clear motive. He pulled his gaze from the vortex and retreated into the Bees middle away from the awesome sight.
- He thought he should land the Bee so he could rest think of what he should do next. He approached the controls and landed the Bee on the rocky rim of the pool. He climbed out of the hatch and stood there on the rock looking mesmerized by the vortex once again.
- Meanwhile TLG’s cloud had darkened. Usually when this happens it usually follows that TLG will experience his most unwelcome belts of lightning. TLG did not even notice, as he was so transfixed on the swirling water. The cloud started to glow as it gained power. Suddenly TLG felt a loud crack on his head as a lightning bolt surprised him, he lost balance and plummeted into the vortex.
- *The Swim*
- ‘Help?’ he cried as he swirled towards the eye of the vortex. But it was a feeble plea, with one part futility and the other part acceptance that he would end up in this predicament eventually anyway. So he stopped struggling. He felt his invulnerability return so he just let himself fall. Swilling around, he just lay floating on his back watching the sky and his cloud spin as he circum to this powerful natural force. He felt like he did in his vision back at Gnome village, falling with the elements, at one with the elements and impervious to them.
- He braced himself for the inevitable, as he disappeared down into the eye of the vortex.
- Round and round he went.
- Down and down he went.
- With his with his head above the water inside the spinning vortex. He perceived the vortex was widening. He looked up and indeed, the spinning wall of water that once surrounded him was growing and growing. Soon the vortex had swelled in width to the size of a cathedral. The water emitted a pail blue glow that allowed for a limited visibility. He looked up and down but as far as he could see, it was just water. He was in a massive tube of water spinning down and down endlessly. He wondered if I will ever see home again.
- He looked into the water around him as he was swirling down the vortex, he thought he could see shadows dancing around him under him under the surface just as he did in the honey pool but he wiped the thought from his head, as he did not care for it, sending it back to his subconscious.
- TLG decided to think ahead realising he was going somewhere marvellous indeed. TLG looked down and noticed that the vortex was narrowing and before he could think another thought, he found himself falling through the air.
- Free falling he looked up at the vortex as he descended at speed. It resembled retracting tornado. Eventually it was only a speck in the distance, finally disappearing completely.
- *The Fall*
- His mind raced as he fell but he dared not look to what he was falling to. It did not matter to him, as he felt invulnerable anyway. His tunic flapped and for a moment, he felt free. He imagined that he could fall forever. He enjoyed the sensation with the air rushing past him, as he plummeted to nowhere. Still looking up he watched as clouds rushed past him, clarify, and vanish in the distance. Meanwhile, TLG’s own cloud was missing. Although this was a welcome reprieve, he did not believe it would be very far away. He manipulated himself in the air to face the direction of his fall and found his lightning cloud. It was preceding him. Underneath him, leading him in his rush toward his destiny. TLG returned his position to facing the sky, and relaxed as the wind and the flapping sound grew more monotonous. Eventually he fell asleep.
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