This would probably be a good time to express that I had always had a severe case of megalophobia. This was usually more intense when the thing I was looking at was sentient. Much like this one.
A literal pillar of sentient light.
This was Mother Earth?
That didn't feel right?
Wasn't she supposed to be...?
"How did you manage to come here, child?" the voice spoke to me again with a warm yet boisterous energy that seems to thrum through my body which was... sort of seated down and also standing in this space.
"I...I...." I couldn't find the words to say. The fact that the voice spoke to me in my mother language made it all the more... surreal. Maybe I would have cast away my fear and happily chatted with this supposed Mother Earth if she gave herself a humanoid form and cooked maize meal for me.
