The Girl in the Trees

1.0 - Closing

She lay herself on a bed of mildew coated leaves, breathing in deeply.
Her delicate skeleton rested peacefully; her deep, dark eyes fractionally open and her golden hair splayed around her in a messy veil.
She had on a thin white dress that was soft to the touch and slightly translucent, which made her feel beautiful - an aspect she found difficult to grasp.
The trees were towering, but comforting, in an almost protective way.
Their leaves had began to settle on the ground instead of the branches, which made for a comfortable bed, she found.
And so, as she lay in her coffin of moss and leaves, she closed her deep, dark eyes for what she hoped would be the last time, before lulling into a pill-induced slumber.

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Hello. This is a story that was inspired by my surroundings earlier today.
I was in the Alps, seeing the wolves and I thought of an idea. I really hope you like it.
I am aware that this seems slightly depressing, but I've got a plan to make it get happier, dont worry.
Still, this is meant to be a happy place, so I will slowly make this story happier. In a way it's a reflection on my mood, so we'll see how it progresses.
Have a lovely day/night
X, tamlyn.