one late afternoon on your walk into the neighbouring woods after drinking one too many shots of the local whiskey, you stray off-course, past the creek and the familiar trees and past further than you’ve ever gone before. but it’s only when you turn to return back that you realize you can’t remember the way. the sunlight is waning and that’s when you start to hear a faint voice singing a lullaby somewhere over the distance. it sets your mind alight with curiosity. fueled by the liquid courage in your veins, you feel compelled to throw caution to the wind and follow the voice. it is getting clearer with every step, deeper and deeper as it takes you into the unknown... until it brings you face to face with the entity who has lured you into the very heart of the forest. they look into your eyes and smile and you can feel your blood singing, dizzy with the feeling that if returning back was improbable before, it is impossible now