File 001 - Proposal 002

= Karibu Cult Documentation Proposal - File 001 =

The Eternal Forest
Bright yellow spores drifted through a light breeze onto the forest floor. The sun’s rays peaked through cracks in the lush green canopy casting shadows of the overhead foliage onto the ground before me, the sound of leaves rustling against one another mixed with the sounds of a nearby stream creating an ambiance that was fitting for the sweet smelling air.

I wandered through the undergrowth until I found myself at a pond, it was calming, the serenity I got simply from witnessing the pool of water was overwhelming. I sat at its bank and looked into the sky, the sun setting giving an orange glow to the sky. Time seemed to move at speeds so fast that one hardly had the time to comprehend the change, however it concerned me not, by the time I realized the sun was setting the Moon was the only source of light in the sky, and then that is when I heard them, the voices.

They spoke in a language so incomprehensibly ancient, one could not begin to fathom the age in which a tongue like this would have been spoken, however I felt that despite never hearing this language before I could understand them, they told me that they welcomed me to this place, their home, the Eternal Forest a timeless place where the followers of the Goddess reside, whom this goddess was I do not know nor do I understand how a place like this that clearly had days and nights could be timeless but as I looked at the sky once again it was day, and yet further inspection lead me to believe that it was night. As my gaze once again rested at the forest floor I saw a figure, a person standing some twenty yards or more standing there as if beckoning me. I stood and began to walk toward him. He turned and walked away, not at a pace where I couldn’t keep up but just enough that it seemed he was leading me somewhere.

Eventually I caught up to him as he had stopped at a stone block covered in moss and vines, he turned to face me, he was cloaked in a black robe and wore a wooden mask with paints depicting a face upon it, he wore wooden antlers that protruded from either side of his head and he picked up and presented to me a wooden chalice filled with some red liquid that had been resting on the stone. He spoke no words but I knew what I needed to do, I clasped the goblet in my hand and drank from it, it was sweet, as though it were made of fruit but was still clearly not. As I drank the voices became more pronounced and I heard many more than before, they made more sense there pleas and requests seemed reasonable, I should join them I thought. The cloaked man placed his hand upon my shoulder and spoke,

“It is not your time, when you return I will take you to the depths of the Eternal Forest, for now living one you must leave,” and with that the world around me began to blur until nothing was ineligible.

I awoke, in my bed, so it was all a dream. I got out of bed and heard a thud as something fell off my bed. I looked down to see a wooden chalice.