I needed to find a place to belong, so I came here. As I look up to the skies, the sun shines softly on my coat. This is it. I've came to the right place for guidance. Things seem to slow time and now I have been feeling out of place in such a beautiful land. I wish I wasn't alone right now, I think to myself.
In the background there is a rustle of leaves in a bush, I turn around quickly. There must be something in there, it could not have been my imagination. But it would have left already if it was another animal; I would have frightened it with my fast movement. Doesn't anyone respect others when they look for guidance here?
Turning back to the trees and the Guardian rock, I lay down. As the wind softly came, I heard the rustling again, but I should ignore it. I've been seeing and hearing too many things to even know what is real. Pleased and at peace, I drift off to sleep to receive my answer from the Guardians, because everyone says they will only reply through dreams.