Whats the shiny stuff do?

Kotori had just started to feel strange but then sleep had come.  Wasn’t he asleep?  If he wasn’t then how was he in such a strange predicament?  What wasn’t strange these days.  Kotori looked among the paths, brow furrowing.  The mushrooms and crystals had both caused sickness so did this confirm the fireflies caused the madness that afflicted some?

Kotori felt a shiver up his spine and he thought of just choosing to try and leave but another notion came to mind.  What if at the end of one of these paths was a cure for what had afflicted them all?  What were the odds?  Kotori let out a slow sigh, well aware that to not choose away would leave him always wondering.  Doing nothing certainly wasn’t helping anyone, shouldn’t a choice be made for a small hope?

The young male grinned imagining he could also be walking into growing sicker than any other or even dead.  He grinned imagining he was worried about a big joke with nothing happening.  Snickering at the foolishness in thinking he could come up with a good logical answer he shrugged.  He’d worried less about the fireflies than the crystals and mushrooms all this time so he chose the foggy path with the fireflies dancing about.

“Alright fella’s,” he mused to the fireflies, “Let’s see what secrets hide in fog, hmm?  Joke’s on me if it's nothing.” Jokes on him if he died, jokes on him, well for about anything.

Kotori Fatalis