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are we out of the woods yet?

honestly im so tired, so (ON HOLD) will be on this book until I get inspiration again.

anyway hope you like this.

kinda inspired by the fortnight music video.

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\In the cold expanse of the white room, I sat alone, enveloped in an eerie sense of dread. This recurring nightmare had haunted my subconscious for far too long, its grip upon my psyche tightening with each iteration. I despised this dream, for it held within its folds a darkness that threatened to consume me whole.

As if summoned by the twisted machinations of my subconscious mind, the figure emerged from the shadows once more. A mere silhouette amidst the pallid brightness of the room, it exuded an aura of malevolence that sent shivers down my spine. With a gesture devoid of compassion, it presented me with a pill, its label obscured by an ominous haze.

Reluctantly, I swallowed the pill, a bitter taste flooding my senses as it made its descent down my throat. The figure retreated into the darkness, leaving me to face the impending horrors alone.

And then, as if triggered by some malevolent force, the room began to shift and contort around me. Ivy, dark and sinister, began to slither forth from the floorboards, its tendrils reaching out like the fingers of some ethereal specter. Panic surged within me, but my cries for help fell upon deaf ears, drowned out by the oppressive silence of the room.

Desperation seized me as I sought refuge upon the bed, but it was futile. The creeping tendrils of ivy ensnared me, winding their way around my limbs with an unforgiving grip. I thrashed and struggled against their grasp, but it was to no avail. I was being swallowed whole by this nightmarish abyss, destined to be trapped within its clutches for eternity.

...

Gasping for breath, I jolted awake, my body drenched in a sheen of cold sweat. The remnants of the nightmare lingered in the corners of my mind, casting a shadow over the tranquility of the room. Disoriented and trembling, I surveyed my surroundings with wide eyes, the disquieting memory of the dream still fresh in my mind.

Travis lay beside me, his features softened by sleep, oblivious to the turmoil that had plagued my subconscious moments before. His rhythmic breathing offered a stark contrast to the frantic beating of my own heart, a comforting reminder of the reality that lay beyond the confines of my nightmares.

As the lingering tendrils of sleep failed to entice me back into their grasp, I found myself slipping out of bed, the very notion of returning to its embrace sending a shiver down my spine. Seeking solace in the familiar comfort of music, I gravitated toward the nearest piano, my fingers dancing across the keys in a haunting melody that echoed the turmoil of my restless mind.

Lost in the reverie of creation, I allowed the music to guide me, the notes weaving a narrative of the tumultuous emotions that threatened to consume me. Yet, despite my best efforts to channel my inner turmoil into song, my thoughts inevitably drifted back to familiar melodies, the strains of "Fortnight" from my latest album filling the silent void with its melancholic refrain.

As I turned toward the kitchen, intending to immerse myself in the comforting routine of baking, I was startled to find Travis standing there, his expression a mixture of surprise and concern.

"Tay? It's 2 am?" His voice was laced with incredulity, disbelief evident in his tone.

Caught off guard by his unexpected presence, I bit my lip nervously, the guilt of my nocturnal activities washing over me. Despite my best efforts to hide my intentions, Travis saw through my facade, his protective instincts kicking in as he swiftly scooped me up in his arms.

"Travis, I..." I began to protest weakly, but his firm resolve left no room for argument as he carried me effortlessly toward the stairs.

"Nooo, I don't want to go back to sleep," I murmured softly, my words trailing off into a resigned sigh. Despite my reluctance, I found myself surrendering to his comforting embrace, the warmth of his touch erasing the lingering traces of fear from my troubled dreams.

"Why, my love?" His voice was gentle, filled with a tenderness that melted away the last vestiges of my resistance as he began to ascend the stairs.

"I had a really bad dream," I confessed, seeking solace in the safety of his embrace as I rested my head against his shoulder.

"Aw, hon, wake me up next time, okay?" His words were like a soothing balm to my troubled soul, his gentle reassurance easing the weight of my fears as he rubbed comforting circles on my back.

As Travis gently settled me onto the bed, tucking the duvet snugly around my trembling form, I felt a wave of desperation wash over me. "Please, Travis," I pleaded softly, my voice quivering with apprehension. The mere thought of the nightmare looming over me once more sent shivers down my spine.

In the dim light of the room, I could see the concern etched into Travis's features. He must have sensed the fear radiating from me, for he remained silent, his expression filled with understanding. With a heavy sigh, he made no attempt to coerce me into sleep, instead choosing to sit quietly beside me, a reassuring presence in the darkness.

"I won't force you to sleep, just... try to get some rest," Travis murmured, his voice laced with compassion as he began to trace soothing circles along my back.

Nodding weakly, I snuggled closer to him, seeking solace in his comforting embrace. As he wrapped his arms around me, I buried my face in his chest, seeking refuge from the terrors that plagued my mind. His touch was like a lifeline, grounding me in the present moment as he continued to stroke my hair with gentle, reassuring motions.

In the stillness of the night, I found solace in his presence, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest lulling me into a sense of security. Despite the lingering echoes of fear that lingered in the depths of my mind, I felt a semblance of peace wash over me, knowing that I was not alone in my struggle.

"You were sleeping soundly

When they dragged you from your bed

And I tried to warn you about them"

- The albatross, taylor swift 

this album killed me. its my 1#. 

love yall dont be depressed like me <3333333

(try and come for my job)