You stumble forward from the woods and into a patch of sunlight.

You find yourself in a clearing. All you remember is your name and that you were just in the forest. You seem to need to catch your breath, though you don't know what you were running from. Your eyes take a moment to adjust to the light. You look around.

Before you, you can see:

• A distant mountain.
• Two weeping willows.
• A shallow pond.
• A porceline bowl sitting on a pedestal, filled with clear water.

You hear a voice inside your head; it is melodic but genderless, strange .. and yet familiar.

It coos your name and says: You .. Have been chosen. To accept your invitation -- drink.

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