The Sun beamed down on me claiming the last moisture out of my being. My dry tongue shrivelled in envy at the sweat that slowly pit pat pattered on the stone around me. I stood on a sandstone ledge before a sinkhole. Below me, far below me, laid the cool water pool lazily reflecting the Sunlight and all of my dreams back to me. The sky was a blue void far above, the world a beige wasteland all around, and my destiny was a sunken pool before me.

I knew it was where I needed to go. The most primal parts of myself were yearning for the embrace of that water. I wanted to drink it; I wanted to bathe in it. I needed it.

“Jump, jump … jump, jump… jump, jump…. ” my heart told me, all day, all night, everyday.

I heard this, yet here I was, too afraid to jump.

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