Jeannelys Daayae
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The Awakening Forest
As I take my first sip from the creamy light brown liquid cup of life, and felt my mental batteries recharging, giving me life once again. My fingers bewitched start to make their way across the keyboard, desperately trying to keep up with my mind as the flow of thought begins to expand creating realities never ventured or experienced before.
By Jeannelys Daayae2 years ago in Fiction
The Awakening Forest
I could hear the pitter-patter of rain on the rooftop as I awake in my less than humble abode. The air is so chilly that I honestly don't want to get out of the bed so I lie there just a bit longer. My blankets felt like velvet hugs wrapping me in their warmth. How could I want to rise? Where I was just at seemed far better than here, I know that place isn't that far away. In fact, all I need to do is just get... out... of bed. If only I didn't feel like I was sinking into the sea of my blankets. Before I could sink any deeper I sprang from my bed as to shake the tiredness which was trying to subdue me into yet another state of temporary death.
By Jeannelys Daayae2 years ago in Geeks