Campfire Stories to Tell Sockless With The Homies.

Universe, Show Me How: The Fountain

On a warm, hazy evening, the sky was awash in shades of pink and orange, as if the universe itself was taking a moment to pause and appreciate its own beauty. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and honeysuckle, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves of the ancient oak trees that lined the winding path. It was a night where anything seemed possible; where dreams could become reality, and wishes could manifest themselves into tangible forms.

Sophie found herself drawn to the center of the park, to a small, weathered bench that seemed to glow in the twilight. She sat down, leaning back against the cool, rough bark of the tree behind her, and gazed up at the stars, which were beginning to appear one by one in the deep velvet sky. Her heart felt full, her soul alive with possibility.

As she looked up, she imagined that each star was a wish she had ever made, and that tonight, on this magical evening, they were all coming together to grant her one of them. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, and whispered her deepest, most heartfelt wish: "Universe, show me how."

A warm sensation spread through her chest, and for a moment, she thought she felt the bench beneath her shift, as if it were alive. When she opened her eyes, she saw a glimmer of light in the distance, flickering like a candle in the wind. It grew brighter and brighter, until it illuminated the path before her. She stood up, her heart pounding with anticipation, and began to walk towards the light. 

Follow the light 

As she followed the path, the light grew steadily brighter, and she could feel the energy pulsing through her veins. The trees parted, revealing a clearing in the center of the park, where a beautiful fountain stood, its waters dancing and sparkling in the light. Around the fountain, a group of people were gathered, their faces illuminated by the soft, golden glow of torches. She recognized them as some of the most talented and creative individuals she had ever met.

As she drew closer, she noticed that each of them was holding a candle, their flames flickering in unison, casting a warm, ethereal glow upon the gathering. They formed a circle around the fountain, their eyes closed, their faces upturned to the stars above. Sophie hesitated for a moment, unsure if she was intruding on something sacred, but then one of the people in the circle turned towards her and smiled. "Come," they beckoned, "join us."

Join us. 

With a deep breath, Sophie stepped into the circle, feeling the warmth of the candlelight envelop her. She took her place among them, her heart racing with anticipation. As she opened her eyes, she saw that each of the others had a glow about them, as if they were somehow connected to the universe itself.

The circle began to sway gently, their movements in perfect synchrony, like the planets orbiting a distant star. They chanted in a language she didn't recognize, their voices blending together in harmony, creating a hauntingly beautiful melody that seemed to reach out to the heavens. Sophie felt herself drawn into the rhythm, her own voice joining theirs, her heart opening wide as she let go of her fears and doubts.
Open your heart, let go of fears and doubts. 
The melody will reach the sun. 

As they continued to chant, she felt a sense of peace wash over her, as if all the chaos and confusion of her life had been swept away by the gentle current of the fountain. She closed her eyes, letting the warmth of the candlelight caress her skin, and focused on the sensations coursing through her body.

Slowly, the chant began to change, becoming more urgent, more powerful. The circle shifted, and each person took a step forward, their candles raised high above their heads. The fountain at the center of the clearing seemed to pulse in time with their hearts, its waters dancing and swirling, reflecting the light of the torches.