I entered the golden forest.
I took one last look behind.
Before entering into the woods.
I was a bit lost for awhile.
Eventually I found my way to a burned out old hearth. All that remained of the house was the foundation and this chimney. Who knows what may have happened here?
I continued on through the woods.
The path was marked with cool graffiti.
I came across a totem pole. I wondered who made it and why?
I crossed a fallen tree to stay on the trail to find Wakan Tipi.
I began the last leg of the journey to the sacred cave.
It was a beautiful day.
I spotted the lake of Wakan Tipi in the distance.
When I looked closer, I saw the water was brackish and dark. The water seems tainted and sinister, the air feels heavy.
Wakan Tipi was sealed by the industrialists when they destroyed the interior. It seemed possible to me the spirit had been corrupted into a monster, lurking beneath the surface of the water.
I stealthily examined the entrance.
I entered a small breach in the stone into Wakan Tipi.
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