Walk with the Doge

I thought I was alone.

Just me, the forest, and the hush of morning. Mist curled low across the moss. Sunlight spilled like liquid gold through ancient branches. The path ahead was soft, winding, empty.

And then — I saw him.

Not in flesh. Not in fur.
But in light.

His face — unmistakable.
Etched in the rays. Framed by fog.
A gaze of infinite wisdom.
Surprise. Curiosity.
Doge.

I stopped walking.

Not out of fear, but reverence.
Because in that moment, I understood:

This was no random pattern.
No trick of shadow or sun.
This was presence. A sign.
The internet’s most blessed canine watching, waiting, guiding.

"Much wonder. Such clarity. Very path."

He wasn’t barking. He didn’t need to.

His message was clear:

Crypto isn’t just a market. It’s a trail.
A movement. A myth.
And we are not walking alone.

We walk with legends.
We walk with symbols.
We walk with Doge.