A dog was lost, his owner feared, His heart was heavy, eyes were teared. He got another dog to find his own, Said, "Only a dog can find a dog," and he wasn't alone.
The new dog sniffed around with all his might, Leading his owner through the day and night. The lost dog was found, their fate entwined, As the owner's heart became unconfined.
It's not coincidence, fate has its own game, Sometimes it's mysterious, sometimes it's plain. But trust in it, for it knows what's true, And it'll guide you to what's meant for you.
The Discovery
As Jack walked through the cave, he felt a chill in the air, and the dampness clung to his skin like a second layer. The walls were smooth and slick, and the sound of dripping water echoed through the narrow passages, bouncing off the walls like a haunting melody. The only light came from his torch, casting flickering shadows on the cave walls.
Suddenly, he saw a bright light shining at the end of the tunnel. It was the same light that the dog had been barking at. Jack shouted at the dog, and it ran towards him without harm, darting out of the cave. As he got closer to the light, he saw something that made him gasp in disbelief.
There, in the Centre of the cave, was a crystal-like diamond-shaped material the size of jack's palm, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. The light bounced off the facets, creating a dazzling display of colors that danced around the cave. Jack's heart raced as he stared at the material, mesmerized by its beauty.
"No, this can't be," Jack muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. He had heard of this material before, known as the Chronotex. It was a rare, powerful substance that he had been conducting research on for the past 6 years for the New Order.
Jack quickly started digging out the Chronotex with his bare hands. The mud was thick and heavy, sticking to his skin and clothes as he worked to extract the rare material. He finally managed to pull the crystal-like substance from the wall and carefully placed it in his pocket, his heart racing with excitement.
As he made his way back to his bike, he twisted the key twice, but the engine refused to start "Damm just start" he shouted. Frustrated, he tried again, and on the third attempt, the bike roared to life.
With the Chronotex safely in his pocket, Jack rode towards his home, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. He couldn't believe he had found the material he had been searching for.