A Rust-Coloured Iris

You soon notice that you have just stepped into a completely lifeless forest. There are no sounds. No warmth is emitted from the surrounding trees. A sharp chill trickles down your spine. You do not like it here. Your spin around on the spot, heading for the comforting field of pink, when you realize it is not there. There is only forest surrounding you. No evidence of the pink grass, cherry trees or rose patch. Nothing but a cold, dark forest. You shiver uncontrollably. What are you doing here?

You are scared. Why? Why are you in this place?

You fall to your knees. You hug them close to your chest. Letting your face fall into your hands, you begin to cry. This place has no life. Nothing. It is simply, non-existent. It ceases to exist. You, a speck of creation lost in a sea of Nothing. A frightening thought it is.

"Well, I'll be. Another creature that exists in this Non-Existing World."

You look up. Standing ten feet away from you is a large golden wolf with red stripes. It steps foreward, showing no sign of danger. Standing quite tall, about five feet at the shoulder, it looks down on you with sad eyes. The two of you are deadly silent. But that's when you hear it. Two heartbeats. One, which definitely belongs to you, as your heart is in your throat, and the other, a soft thumping sound eminating from this strange creature. You stand up, your line of sight meeting his. His eyes were a beautiful crimson, and looking into them, you get a sense of trust and relief. You tell him everything. How you woke up in that beautiful pink field, how you saw the roses, and the little boy. Without even realizing it, you ramble on and on about the boy. About 4 minutes later, you stop when you realize how long you've been talking.

"... A small boy with blonde hair and rust coloured eyes? Your description fits our little Logan to a tee. But, not many people can see him. Just what may you be, stranger?"

"uh... I just don't know anymore. I thought I was human, but..."

You are interuppted buy the canid's thundering voice.

"A HUMAN!? You are NOT WELCOME HERE, VERMIN! Your kind destroyed almost all of our land many centuries ago! They took everything! Our children, our trees, they even wiped out all of our females! Now, we are not able to mate, thus, we are doomed to our graves!!! ...Just leave. The sight of one of you.... sickens me."

And with that, the large dusty-gold wolf slowly walks off into this dark and gloomy forest. Now, you are lost. You have no idea where to go, or who to trust. If lady luck is on your side, then you will not run into that corpse-like boy again.

You walk, heading in no specific direction, when you see a figure in the distance. It's a road sign. There are nine signs protruding out in different directions, but most of the words have either been worn away, or overgrown by moss and vines. However, you can clearly read four of the signs, and the small inscription reading vertically on the poll.

"If you are lost, and in need of guidnace, follow the silver feathers."

You look up and notice a silver dove circling over head. You smile, and choose the direction that appeals the most to you.