Cannabis Creative Journey: Entering the Abyss

😈 bet Walking down my favorite off the beat path, I hear a gentle humming noise to the left of me. The sound is familiar, however gentle it still reverberates throughout the leaves from the trees above. I glanced to my left , seeing a matte black wooden door, about 7 feet high. A hexagon was carved into the top middle of the door, with lines curving and intertwining almost all the way to the bottom. The handle of the door was made of pewter and painted a deep indigo tone. For a second silence struck the atmosphere as I felt my hand reach for the handle. I turned the handle and opened the door, seeing nothing but an abyss of darkness, pitch black. I take a step in, testing my skepticism of something to step onto. As my foot lands, the other followed immediately. The door shuts and the next thing I felt was a gust of wind and I see this cliffside view, almost as if I am in the clouds. I can tell that the elevation is higher because of how I was breathing. I took another step and a gentle breeze dances across the open land in front of me... *Interesting creative prompt*