We walked for miles and miles until we finally reached the geyser the old man had told us about. It was large and round and steaming all the way above our heads with a heavy warmth that pushed us away as much as it pulled us into its mouth. I walked closely to its edge and looked down and saw in its face a reflection of myself. I jumped in and forgot how hot a geyser can be. I never came out. How am I writing this?
We walked for miles and miles until we finally reached the geyser the old man had told us about. It was large and round and steaming all the way above our heads with a heavy warmth that pushed us away as much as it pulled us into its mouth. I walked closely to its edge and looked down and saw in its face a reflection of myself. I jumped in and forgot how hot a geyser can be. I never came out. How am I writing this?