wolf pool exists
in a stale timeline,
branched way back
when kirugu vargir
was almost barren,
comprised mostly of rock and arid soil,
and plants were only starting to grow,
misplaced explorers traverse the
landscape, searching for a way back,
finding instead only stone and dirt and
roots that are as hard as the ground.
it's getting dark, they are thirsty,
and about to find the wolf pool.
the pool lies in a small meteorite
impact crater, sixty meters across.
it's surface is pitch black and even
though it's not well protected, it is
undisturbed by wind.
as they stumble on the pool, the
explorers first believe it to be water,
which is something they all desire
greatly at this point. they fail to
notice that the stars do not reflect on
its surface. one of them crouches to
drink, forms a cup with his hands,
lowers the cup into the pool.
he tries to resist at first, but is too
close, and he quickly gives up as the
liquid flows into his mind. the others,
not understanding thedanger, move
closer to help theirfriend.
and then thepoolannounces itself
to them - suddenthoughtsof
darkwolvesclimbing out of
thepool, surrounding them -
into thepool, their thirst flaring
bright - a sudden awareness
of exactly how they had traveled,
of thewayhometo thetimefrom
where they came, and then
the feeling of this knowledge
being stolen from them.
now the reach of the pool has widened.
now its wolves see further.