I was following Callidora when she called me, but with every step I took the landscape changed dramatically as if I were passing through different worlds and I felt something binding me to Callidora so I wouldn't get out of the way, I knew this bond was so fragile it could break. just choosing to stay still anyway I continued walking.
Notion of time or space simply blurred in my head as seconds became millennia before becoming minutes or just the time to blink my eyes, time seemed as linear as the scribbles of a 2 year old or an abstract painter, I honestly never saw a difference between these two examples.
But suddenly I stopped in a spot that looked like the exact same forest we were in before, it was as if a few seconds had passed as I took a few steps forward and yet things were fundamentally different.
