Περσεφόνη's Den

-drip, drip, drip-

The steady sound of dripping follows you as you trek further down the dark tunnel, the sounds echoing off the smooth stone walls that encase you. It’s off putting how rhythmic it is, almost intentional in nature, but that wasn’t possible was it?

No, you decided that it wasn’t and simply your mind playing tricks on as you could only rely on your sense of hearing to guide you for upon entering all senses but sound had been ripped from you, or it stemmed like that. It didn’t matter though, it was nothing in the face of the feeling that pulled you forward, it was what lead you far from your lands after all and as a wise lion once said following your instincts was the only way.

As your thoughts drift you continue on your journey, slowly yet surely coming upon your destination.

…the dripping… it’s louder, almost overwhelming. It takes over your senses and your mind, almost to the pain of panic and pain. As quickly as it came though it vanished leaving you to be bombarded by light, the soft yellow aura letting you know your vision was back. It takes you a bit to readjust to having all your senses back but when you finally settle down you notice a curtain of wisteria vines block you path. Past the shroud of purple you can hear the faint sounds of cubs playing, their laughter filling you with aa sense of peace and joy.

A tug, you know you’ve reached your destination. Without hesitation he nudge past the wisteria. What greets you is a wide cavern lit by sunlight that filtered through the canopy of a large tree that stood strong within the center. Around the tree’s roots you spot cubs tussling, their mothers and older siblings watching from tops of the roots.

“Welcome traveler” a soft but strong voice greets giving you the sense of a leader and mother to all. Your gaze is instantly drawn to the lowest branches of the tree, upon them lie a large female lion, her crystal blues gaze watching you with a distance fondness. It fills you with warmth, especially as she gestures to the rest of pride.

“We’ve been waiting. Come, rest. You must be tired”

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