Chapter 2
Lonely in the dark I grope
The key's in my kaleidoscope
Sunlight dappled the forest floor. A small breeze gusted through, causing the dapples to dance and fallen leaves to slide and tumble for bit and then settle back down. Somewhere above, a bird gave a cry and took flight. Some branches shivered and parted to make way for a lone figure fumbling blindly through the woods. With a gasp, the figure fell against a tree and slumped down to the forest floor where a pile of dry prickly leaves would have to serve as a bed while he rested, curled under a badly tattered cloak.
A squirrel scampered in a spiral down a neighboring tree to chatter interrogatively at him. The figure groaned, causing the squirrel to spiral back up in order to chatter from a safer distance. Breathing heavily, the figure fell into a semi-comatose state.
In one face, one moment's fusion
Realize the new illusion
