Throughout all of his wanderings here, along with all that he had seen. This had him perplexed, just standing there frozen, his mind blank. But not blank enough to forget that his legs and knees were pretty weak from the eventful start to the morning. Slowly sitting down, he crossed his legs and leaned back on the palms of his hands. His eyes moving back and forth between these two pathways that he hadn’t come across before. Both of which had clearly been there for quite some time, based on the size of the vines that hung from either side. His breathing and heart rate were slowly returning to normal. His first thought, was that this decision had already been made when he came into the forest. His second thought, was what if he didn’t make it this time? Simply turned around and went back, forget that he had even seen them. Even though knowing that deep down he wouldn’t be able to. The sun started to rise, up from behind the trees, moving across the sky in typical fashion. All the shadows that it cast gradually changing direction in unison. Surrounded by all of these natural sun dials that he paid no attention to. Over the course of the day, which he spent sitting, standing, and periodically pacing. He came to the conclusion, that there was no way to avoid choosing. Whatever he had chased earlier that morning, was clearly trying to lead him in a certain direction. But he wasn’t able to see which way it went, or even seen it since. And while confident that he would be seeing it again, there was no way to know exactly when. The sun slowly began giving way to the moon. The sky fading from a light blue, to a purplish, grey hue. The stars slowly becoming more and more visible the darker that it grew. Like tiny pin holes being pricked in a black sheet one at a time. So with the moon almost full, there in the small clearing he stayed. Trying to hurry and make the best guess that he could. Because for some reason, he couldn’t help but feel like he was being rushed. Even though he knew that he could take his time; and not decide until one felt just a bit more right. Although, this distinct feeling of clarity that he desired, did not come quickly. The more he thought, and the longer he waited, the harder it became to stay awake. Especially since the silence of the night had set in. Except for the occasional owl and a few crickets that is. He laid back on the ground, placing his hands between it and the back of his head. No longer trying to deal with this mental exhaustion, he simply got lost in the night sky. Watching the distant flickering lights and the occasional shooting star go by. With no fire going, and with it being to late and dark to start one. He just pulled his arms inside his shirt, and slowly drifted off to sleep.