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Crickets chirp. The wind whistles through the dark trees. In the distance a lone owl cries out. I can smell rich soil as I wake up. Moss tickles my nose. My eyes flutter open.8964 copyright protection536PENANASK7dS8TiWX 維尼
In the back of my mind I can feel something. Something hidden. I remember a man. He yells something to me, he disappears….. I can remember light. I stare into the endless void above me…………..8964 copyright protection536PENANAjFO7KGMgpN 維尼