Wraithitude
When you set your hand upon the stone and focus, immediately your mind is beset by a feeling of near overwhelming fear and dread. It is all you can do, all you are forced to do, to continue on along the sensation, eventually putting the feelings down far enough to think, to feel. When all becomes clear you suddenly become aware of yourself, or rather the lack of self. Your senses seem to work, you can see in washed out colors, your hearing is sharp, perhaps sharper than it's been before. When you focus you find yourself able to grasp at things, the object nearest at hand being a flute. And now you are happy, floating along through the streets with a soft jingle and humming following, the specter of dread still buried deep beneath the surface, but ever-there.
Sensations By Barrakasra
