Devil's meadow

Chapter 1- Scattered flowers

There's a place somewhere at the end of our time. Where flowers of crimson red and maroon lay scattered over a field. They call this demonising place, devil's meadow after satan himself. Anyone who enters without thinking first is forgotten, but those who understand why they were chosen to enter is granted a passing. The sky blackens like tar, with clouds creating a murky grey blocking out every inch of light. The ground, when stepped on, crunches like snow and in this particular place it disappears never to be seen again by the naked eye. Watching the flowers smoke, i glance over my shoulder, vast hills cast silhouettes above the the horizon almost as if they were watching my every move, waiting with prolonged eye contact preparing for the next time i looked away. Sitting up, i took some time to think about how i got here. Suicide. Looking at my bony hands i hoisted myself up into a kneeling position and pushed my body up straight and started walking. Watching my surroundings roll past my eyes i felt insecure almost as if i was being watched by something that was probably just in my head. I let my insecurities get the best of me and started jogging at a steady pace. The only thing that i could hear was my raspy breath as i sped up cautiously. Not today. i thought to myself. I wanted to get away; be free but for some reason I couldn't do that so easily because it was fear that was controlling me and it wouldn't let go. My footsteps could be heard underneath the smoking flowers, whispering away. Reluctantly, i slowed down shivering with my heartbeat and body shortly after. It was like my nerves were shot and the breathing was still out of control. I don't want to be here. But do i have any choice? I thought to my self looking around me. Some what confidently, i wandered off into the forest that divided myself from the rest of this decrypted world.