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The dream...

Its dark, cold, the fog covered the whole aria like a hazy mist

The ground feels muddy ,I can feel the wet from my beer feet , I feel cold , freezing shivers rushing throw my vines ,the wind blows gruffly on my face ,my bones aching from pain ,I feel like I'm going to crumble like I can just break down at any moment ,I'm running ...

I'm scared, terrified. There is someone fallowing me, someone running after me

A hint of terror getting more and more as the dark shadow gets closer and closer and closer...

Feel it getting closer, feel its vibe vibrating throw me, I can feel it breathing against my skin and then suddenly, I feel a hand grabbing my hips with gruffness...


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