baptism.

in a distant realm, stand at the threshold of an enchanting forest bathed in silvery moonlight. few are aware of its secret. tune your ears and listen to the promise whispered by the rustling leaves.

on a temperate summer evening, curiosity guides you into this ethereal haven. luminous mushrooms mark your path like celestial beacons. journey with the wonder of a child. heed the beckoning of the trees.

deeper within, the melody of a rippling fountain rings like a siren's call. press through dense leafage of emerald and jade to enter a hidden moonlit clearing. crystalline springwater erupts from its heart, encircled by toadstools in full fruit. their serene radiance paints the night.

kneel in reverence by the spring and accept its gift into your cupped hands. quench your thirst. feel it drench your searing heart and cleanse your wounded spirit. imbibe deeply of the woodland air, fragrant with the sweetest petrichor.

let yourself plunge into its depths, knowing that no filth your flesh carries can foul it. let this pristine elixir immerse you without resistance. allow it to cool and soothe you. relax your grip on your mind and spirit. the moon's reflection shimmers in the pool, bright and arcuate—a guardian watching over you.

open your eyes on the clovered spring bank and sip the first breath of your new life. yield to sleep, and as you dream, acknowledge that the woods will safeguard your rest. depart at moonset, guided by the first light of dawn. the elixir's blessing is within you. your spirit is restored. you step into the world anew.