Story Cubes, artisanally rolled by me. Two stories, reading the cubes a) top left to bottom right, and b) bottom right to top left.
One day, my head in the clouds, my head transported through clouds, I had the typical thing, an idea, about doing something completely new, crossing over into unexplored territory, a climb up on nothing more substantial than light. It would unlock everything, I thought, it would exalt me. But monstrous things lurk in the bright light of exaltation. Honestly the whole process felt like a letdown.
Do not be sad, child, about the monster that stalks you, because it is only yourself. Look up and unlock the door: it's a bright and beautiful day outside, a day where rain clouds have just passed through and bent the medium of seeing for your pleasure. Not far from your house you will find a path over a bridge, a path that leads somewhere more brilliant and exalted than you can imagine.