Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: After a quick eeny-meeny-miny-moe, you open the door in front of you. The voice ...

After a quick eeny-meeny-miny-moe, you open the door in front of you. The voice beckons. You enter.

There's a creaky sound, like one of those big wooden rocking chairs on the Cracker Barrel porch. Are those a thing now? You haven't seen the latest Wayfair catalog, given all of your new mindfulness and anti-materialism.

"Come closer," says the voice.

Closer to where, you aren't sure. You take a step forward. A match flares. An ancient woman lights a corncob pipe.

"Why are you here?" she asks.