[michime]

"Breathe in deep, plaything," the words whispered softly in his ears as if the forest spoke to him.  "Take the spores into your lungs, let them fill you up."  The voice changed from a soft whisper to a strong, smokey baritone of a lover.  "Open yourself up to me."  The voice cooed as more and more spores were released into the air.  "Don't hold your breath like that.  You need to breathe.  You want to breathe."