Anxious from the alarming encounter, the girl and her dog decide to move faster: neither of them wanted another disturbance. The path begins to steady decline which is a restful change from the earlier unpredictable hills . The jagged cliffs hovering over the pair seem to soften, and the forest trees slowly spread apart from one another.
The dog, recovered from his worrisome emotions, sees the changing landscape as an opportunity to continue exploring. The dog's confidence cheers the girl up, who unclenches her muscles and embraces the urge to swing her arms freely as the clunky hiking boots on her feet hit the ground. Before long the trees and rocks have shifted dramatically and the girl realizes they are in the middle of a vast wheat field with the mountains left far in the horizon.
Despite the drizzle, the wheat emanated golden light which created a sickly green colored sky. The tall crop made it difficult for the dog to keep track of the girl, however they could feel the buzzing line of energy between their eyes which would readily lead them back to each other. As the dog continued to roam through the open space, the girl gazed upward to see clouds billowing directly overhead. The drizzle turned into large puddly raindrops. The girl was perplexed to see that the water did not fall to hit the ground but hovered above the wheat in mid air. The clouds continued to spew floating spheres of water which began to clog the open space.
Soon, the girl lost visibility and could not see more than a few feet in front of her. The spheres of water pressed against her skin, and it became harder to fill her lungs with each passing breath. She tuned in to the energy she felt from her dog, who she could feel was somewhere behind to her left. She did the best she could to duck between the stalks of wheat and evade the multiplying raindrops as she shuffled towards the dog. The golden light shining through the water made it impossible to see, and the entire field was now an acrid mustard color. The girl held her breath and shuddered at the thought of water filling her lungs. Blindly she continued on as quickly as she could, following the line between her eyes and the dogs. Finally she felt his warm fur, and climbed inside the dog's stomach as he opened his mouth wide.
The girl took a deep breath to replenish her longs, and gave the side of the stomach a tender pat. She was safe now, and took comfort in the fact that they could now travel more quickly since they didn't have to depend on the girl to walk. She couldn't see outside, but it felt like the dog was swimming. The sky must have flooded, the girl thought. She settled down into the warmth of the dog's stomach for the rest of the journey.
The girl perked up when she could feel the rhythm of the dog's movement returning to a walk. The dog let her know that they were finally there, and opened his mouth for her to climb out. They were high on a mountain again, but it was made entirely of large slabs of stone. The air was cool and crisp: the sun was low in the sky and they took a moment to admire the first clear view that they had seen for days. They then got to work. The dog knew the exact spot they were looking for, so the girl pulled a pick axe out of her canvas sack and began to chip away the rock with his direction.
Just as the sun touched the horizon they uncovered their find: the girl pulled a silver dish that had been fossilized in the rock and gently turned it over in her hands. The dog was focused with much intensity, he had been waiting so long to see the dish. With that, the girl pulls a bottle out of her pack, sets the dish down in front of the dog, and fills it with water. At the sign of her smile, the dog laps up every last bit of water, wagging his tail ferociously. The sun sets, and the pair settle down to rest for the night before they begin the journey home in the morning.
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