The web of cracks soon became a hole. The rift opened, dragging me with it.

Into deep, dreading darkness I fell. My arms flew around me, my legs twisted and turned. My breath was stolen from my lungs as my heart continued to beat like the sound of impending doom.

I couldn’t see a thing, on dark, dark, darkness.

Coldness shivered through my body, reminding me I was still living, alerting me with numbness.

I tried to get ahold of myself, but I only fell faster.

Where was I going?

Why am I falling?

How did I get here?

In an instant, my body hits icy water, slapping me into survival mode.

I swim in the mystery of the water, not knowing what’s beneath or what’s ahead.

But I do not care.

I urge my cold limbs forward until I feel the sharpness of rocks under my bare feet.

A misty land lies ahead and I walk forward.

I do not turn back to the darkness in which I fell. Instead I walk forward towards the light.