Lost Dogs: The Way. Day 23
What will the dogs wish for?20 days left
In the evening, everyone gathered for Gavkus the Greatpaw's performance. At the request of the children, who love fireworks so much, the great wizard organized an amazing show for everyone. But, as with all of Gavkus's wonders, there was a touch of madness.
🎆 The fireworks were launched underground, in old caves, illuminating the earth from within.
The mesmerizing spectacle of the shimmering soil and minerals, lit up by the fire of magical flashes, captivated even the grumpiest of dogs.
After the show, timed to the new phase of the celestial bodies, all the dogs went home to perform rituals honoring their ancestors.
📖 According to old dog stories, the physical and astral realms merge tonight. The Dog Path opens.
🌠 As a dead moon rose over the pack, the activist dogs, sleeping in their beds after show and rituals, experienced a weird vision of their ancestors, souls, and future lives. All of the dogs' histories and futures converged on a single Dog Path.
The older dogs remembered a similar incident that occurred prior to the Great Exodus from the Wasteland. They named it the Call, and it gave them hope for a new home.
This time, things were different... On the astral path, there were no ancestors or gods. In the middle of the dream path stood a shadowy figure with eyes like two black suns.
It promised the activist dogs gifts that would help them throw off the yoke of the Cult. They only had to desire it strongly enough.