You've never felt safer in your life. You're coated in coziness, emotionally and physically (you recognise that external stimuli are perceived by your brain through your nerves, so although there isn't anything directly contacting you, that is what seems to be happening).
The undulation of the walls (looks something like a mix between peach gelato and rubyskin) is pressing and not pressing upon you. It pushes up against you from every direction, though you are certain their physical presence exceeds a minimum distance of 2.8m.
781 minutes pass before you sense the strawberries. You've only consumed them orally until this moment; now you are becoming each other. Unsurprisingly (to your suprise), they are like you, and you are like them. Your bond is indescribable, but "unity" is the closest you can muster. The strawberries spiritually inundate your entire being. Little has felt better (coziness + strawberries = you hope to never experience nothing else ever again; but you hope to experience everything else; you want to be everything; you want to be nothing).
[[Sam greets you.]]They speak a three-dimensional language. You don't need to understand it, but you don't need to.
The egg between Sam's feet vibrates. You are ready to leave. A jelly pocket in front of you opens and takes you to
[[the belly of the crystalrock.]]
[[the seafort cave.]]You arrive gracefully. You sleep. You wake up. You don't know how much time has passed. You don't care.
You breathe into the pit, igniting it. Throw ramen into cauldron. Eat it (wait three minutes until it cools). You have excess energy.
You decide to ride the transitions of the cave. Drop in; rock fakie; fakie disaster; pivot shove to fakie; fakie rock; pivot shove to fakie (it felt so good you had to do it again) attempted/failed switch back d. Take a couple more runs, nothing spectacular, just some satisfying motion.
Today's eclipse is arriving soon, so you gear up.
[[Fly to the Temple of Jorts.]]Actual home. It's not inferior, just different. You nap for 1'36".
Visit Jelbert's place. She has a mellow hubba. You both session it. She does an impossible backtail fakie on her fifth try. This reminds you of what you wanted to do: fakie impossible backtail to fakie. 21st go, you... go back to regs. Not ideal, but adequate for now. Y'all are hungry anyways, so you snack on some yummy leaves.
Jelbert must attend to her seaworms, so you leave.
[[Fly to the Temple of Jorts.]]The slime (this time it tastes lemony) pulls you in. You'll never completely adjust to the short ride to the center of the Temple.
Rick (the disembodied voice in your head; it only exists in the Temple; it always sounds like the dad of whomever is present) kindly requests:
"Take out any drawing supplies you wish. Today's subject is Tender Frog House. You will create a front elevation view of it. You have four minutes to complete it. Are you ready?"
You find your supplies.
[["I'm ready."]]You draw a front elevation of Tender Frog House.
(set: $counter to 240)
You have |amount>[$counter] seconds.......
(set: $counter to it - 1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(go-to: "incomplete")]
]"I see you aren't quite finished. Okay, just scribble in those last few marks."
[["Okay, I'm done!"]]"Um, you didn't mark your runes on it. Please finish."
[[You finish.]]"Alright. You're going to add some more elements to the drawing. It's okay to use a second monitor to reference items if necessary/if applicable. Are you ready?"
a. Draw yourself to scale in relation to the Tender Frog House.
b. Draw a banana at 2x height scale to the house.
c. Draw Sam in relation to the banana.
d. Draw my fursona at half-scale, but larger than yourself.
e. Draw Cadigal at 3/4 scale.
You comply, but also can't help but wonder why... you think to yourself,
//You'll always control me
You'll always control
You'll always control me
You'll always have control//
[[But you finish.]]"What now, Rick?"
"Well, you can post a link to your image in your comment if you want. Or burn it. Or give it to a friend. Or whatevs."
[["Okay."]]As usual, you suddenly plummet. 2682.24 cm later, you feel the familiar warmth of the foamy river. As in, literal foam. The kind you stuffed the mayor's office with, you silly thing.
At the end of your upstream journey, Cadigal pulls you out. They're looking pretty sharp today.
"What the occasion, //guapo//?"
"You'll see. Take a look here."
[[He drops his backpack and unzips it.]]
The largest section is big enough to fit a zebra. I mean, it doesn't look that way to mortals, but that's not really an issue, is it?
Within is just a pair of three eggs. Maybe strawberry. The inner pouch holds a key to... well, you know, but you don't even want to //think// about it right now. Let's just say you won't need it for awhile. Just stop thinking about it. Okay.
Under the pouch is the Orb of Wisdom. You grab it. That's all you needed. You certainly don't want to fixate on the exterior pouch with the seamummy, the front pocket of riboflavin, the front-front pocket of saltpeter or its chocolate-cow-flavoured innerpouch, nor the net in the tennis pocket, nor the belly in the sidepocket.
[[The three of you fly to the edge of the cliff.]]It's that time of the year again. You summon Orb.
Everyone below is ready. They've been preparing for the last three years. Their skin glows with anticipation.
[[You absorb the Orb.]]The control is not direct. You push out a feeling, a notion of action, and they all receive it. They will all enact upon your impulses, not out of obedience, but the willingness to connect.
Within a few minutes, they have constructed an edifice that was nothing but ruins. Yet, there's no hiding where the stone ends and the water begins.
[[Everyone looks up at the gorgeous structure.]]Y'all are in awe. The world has never seen anything like it, at least at that scale. None of them below have seen anything like it, period.
Within a minute, it's moving a tiny bit. It's alive. Those below step back. [[It moves some more.]][[And some more.]]The leg lifts up. It's... oh, //all// of its legs are moving. Oh, boy, it's capablity of motion exponentially increases to its full capacity.
You sense bamboozlement from below. You let them know that this is, indeed, the elder god in physical form. [[They ask what it is.]]"Y'all, this is the most magnificent creature back from the days of Earth. It is a specimen with an alluring aura, irresistable charm, emanating nothing but pure joy."
[[They wonder what the humans called it.]]"My dear friends, if you so desire to know, let it be known: it is, as the humans have dubbed it: 'Corgi'."