I didn't seem to have travelled for long before I noticed an anomaly amongst the standard currents, a break in the waves where I was expectin' only brine. I took the Cartographic Spectatulater lower to get a better impression of the mass I had found. It was a group of Islands almost perfectly formin' a flower shape, the type that young'uns draw with a circle in the middle and individual round petals surroundin' it. The sand of the beaches was black, makin' for a very dramatic sight against the white of the sea foam. I had to explore.
I took the C.S. down at the edge of a crater on the central island where the vegetation was less dense. I decided to leave her inflated this time, knowin' the value of a quick escape.
I wanted to reach one of the beaches so that I could take a sample of the black sand I had seen there. I felt pretty confident armed with my map, so fresh I had to blow the carbon dust from it, and headed out into the forest. I soon realised that the straight path that I thought I was treading could not be so. I was becomin' suspicious when the time came and went by which I had anticipated reachin' the coast, and by the time the light began to fail I knew I was truly lost. I was just settlin' myself down to rest until the mornin' when I began to catch a merry sound on the breeze. It was music...it was faint, but it was there. Some kind of reeded instrument, accompanied by a variety of percussion sounds. I had to investigate further.
Followin' the tune through the thicket, I began to notice a glow ahead of me. It was too pure to be fire, too white, as if a fallen star were nestled in the grass refusin' to give up it's godly status. It cast an ethereal light on the treeline across the clearin' that filled me with a sense of welcome and excitement. I pushed aside the last branches to see at last the festivities that were drawin' me in, but no sooner had I done so than the music stopped and the light disappeared, leaving in its wake such a void that I felt its pull on me like a changing spring tide. In the darkness, in the nothingness I sat, I waited, and I wondered what I had done wrong.