Lena's nights were restless with endless disturbing flashes of the past.
Lives she supposably live but with no recollection but in vivid dreams.She saw a child laughing in fields of verdant grass.
She heard a mother's gentle whisper.
She felt a father's tender hand entwined in hers.Yet none of this was hers.
All they were was just hollowed echoes in a blurred haze of uncertainty.
Afalsified truth of unforgivable extremes.
Lena sought out every fragment. Each silent whisper uttered in every dream.Hoping to piece together the tapestry of unseen pasta to create for herself a understandable existence.
Lena's mind was a web of pathways where memories collide with unstructured brutality.
Each step she took in daylight the shadows did divide one by one slowly.
She lived two lives in parallel.
One present and one in the past. Present but still ghost like in apparition.
She was a scientist by daylight and by night a spectral host haunting the hallways unseen.
In her dreams she found her solace.
During her waking life her time consumed by unseen pain.
The echoes of the past tore at her like an unbroken chain whipping across her body relentlessly in imagined slashes.
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Echoes of Eden
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