Not wanting to get too wet, you drop the bucket into the water and, by swinging the rope back and forth, manage to scoop the glowing object up into the bucket. The light about you grows brighter as you slowly turn the crank and the bucket rises to meet you. You reach out and grab the bucket by the rope and tip it slightly so that the water runs out, leaving only the globe of blue light sitting on the bottom. It is about the size of a coconut, perfectly round, and sapphire blue. Transfixed by the light, you reach out and touch it.
It hums in response to your touch so you take it by both hands and gaze into it. The light begins to pulse and the humming noise becomes rhythmic, syncing with your heartbeat. The light creeps through your fingertips and up your arms. It is warm and tingly and you find to your delight that you are also now glowing. The light surrounds you and before you know what has happened. You are standing inside the ball.
You feel happy and content and slowly put aside any thoughts except for the blue light which now demands your full attention. You never knew there were so many thoughts to think about blue light. How blue it is. How it reminds you of skies and oceans and other things that don't really matter because they exist outside the blue light and nothing outside the blue light matters.
The experience is so pleasant that you don't even notice when the ball, now with you inside it, shrinks back to size and rolls back into the depths of the well. In fact, you are quite happy to stay inside the glowing sphere for the rest of your life.
The End
It hums in response to your touch so you take it by both hands and gaze into it. The light begins to pulse and the humming noise becomes rhythmic, syncing with your heartbeat. The light creeps through your fingertips and up your arms. It is warm and tingly and you find to your delight that you are also now glowing. The light surrounds you and before you know what has happened. You are standing inside the ball.
You feel happy and content and slowly put aside any thoughts except for the blue light which now demands your full attention. You never knew there were so many thoughts to think about blue light. How blue it is. How it reminds you of skies and oceans and other things that don't really matter because they exist outside the blue light and nothing outside the blue light matters.
The experience is so pleasant that you don't even notice when the ball, now with you inside it, shrinks back to size and rolls back into the depths of the well. In fact, you are quite happy to stay inside the glowing sphere for the rest of your life.
The End
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