As Jerouch ventured deeper into the heart of the towering mountains that lay beyond the shore, his mind remained in a state of constant turbulence.
Each step he took seemed to echo the tumultuous thoughts swirling within him, creating an intricate symphony of uncertainty and introspection.
The jagged peaks and rocky terrain mirrored the rugged landscape of his thoughts, and the cool mountain breeze whispered secrets only he could comprehend.
'Where was that world? And what was I doing there?' The rhythmic cadence of his footsteps created a percussion against the rugged terrain, their echoes reverberating through the surrounding silence like a melodic inquiry.
With each step he took, Jerouch's thoughts delved deeper into the enigma that had gripped his mind since his return.
The memory of that otherworldly realm lingered like an elusive mist, just beyond the grasp of his consciousness.
