The Voice

A commanding pulsating voice wrung in your head.

"My believers, my disciples you are another in my flock and I need you now more than ever." The experience making your legs crumble and tremble. Forcing you to sit down.

"I am sorry my devotee, I forget my power. I will be brief all across this world my disciples like yourself roam aimlessly, I wish for you to seek them out attend to them and bring them back to me!" It felt like a blessing being bestowed upon you a holy vow.

"You will know where to find them, rest yourself in my waters then leave!"

The waters felt reinvigorating as you looked at your body newly blessed and born anew.

Having regained your strength you sprung up ready for the journey ahead.