It's faint, the smell of dried roses; the only evidence of luxury in the empty forest. It's not worth being called a forest, but Yoongi doesn't know what else to call a huge ground filled with trees that died long ago. There's no light, no rain, no seasons can pass by, not even the winter. The void only stays still. Time doesn't exist here.
Yoongi pushes himself through the trees, he already had enough scars in his arms and a few on his cheekbones, thanks to the thin branches. His hands feel heavy suddenly, as if the bag that he's been holding is two times larger now. He knows that it isn't hallucination, but an indication that he's closer.
The smell grows stronger. And like every time, he finds himself wondering why would anyone want to fill a place with a scent that's only used to honor people who are dead.
A few rocks fall into the ground when he steps into the den. It's still, there's no difference from outside. But he feels the warmth that gradually expands as he walks to the source of faint light. It's just a candle, a dim, warm candle, a proof of existence. A sigh leaves his lips, the bag suddenly falling from his hands. There's the sound of footsteps around the corner. Hastily, Yoongi bends down to take off his shoes before grabbing the bag again.
"You're here again?" it's a faint tone, and Yoongi looks up smiling.
The man stands still, despite his fragile figure. There's not enough light to see his face clearly, but Yoongi knows. He's looking at him with dead eyes, probably pitying him for caring so much. He tells it to Yoongi all the time, he might say it today too. But it's okay, Yoongi would also say the same things that he said all the time.
"Aren't you tired of saying that every time?" Yoongi replies, tilting his head.
There's no response. He sees the man hang his head low, turning his back to Yoongi as he walks inside the room that he came from. Yoongi follows, opening his bag while he walks. It's darker than before, but that's just the effect of magic. Each layer of the void gets darker as you get nearer to the hollow.
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FanfictionOutside the barrier of a shining paradise, lies a void. People call it the lair of hollow, Yoongi calls it his very own heaven.