The forest whispered, “follow me,” and laid down a path of gold.
“Oh, I dare not,” replied the voice of doubt, “for I fear what may be lurking in the shadows.”
“Oh, you are a silly lass,” the forest replied. “Can’t you see that I have given you the way through the darkness?”
“But I am alone. A mere child in an unknown wilderness where fierce beasts may lurk, waiting to attack,” doubt replied.
“Yes, yes, that is true. What you seek is also seeking you.”
“Oh, but you are wrong. I do not seek the beasts. They seek me.”
“Aw,” the forest replied with a clatter of branches. “Who do you think the beasts belong to?”
“Oh no, they are not mine, they are yours.”
“I don’t want them, so how can they be mine?”
“Because you reject them. Come now, child, walk with me into the land of your heart. I have laid before you a golden path.”
“Oh, but I am scared.”
“It is good to be scared sometimes.”
“But how will I get through the dark places?”
“Oh, that is easy,” the forest replied. “Follow the path of light.”
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