160 The Myth of the Mythical Realm (1)

Lars trundled along at the head of the wagon to the sound of the hooves going clippity-clop and the wheels going clickety-clack.

Eventually the repetitive sounds began to fade into the back of his consciousness as he meditated with eyes open, his mind retreating to focus on breaking through to the Mythical stage!

In his mental world, Lars was still and floating in the middle of space. A multitude of stars twinkled afar off in the distance, an aspect of his own mental world formed based on his liking. And as he sat, he pondered on what he had read and gleaned from records he could locate.