Sneek peek

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I cautiously walked up to the very edge of the forest which circled the small circled the small clearing I had woken up in. I  grazed my fingertips against one of gnarly tree trunks. My eyes focused on the detailed leaves, all different colors.  I glanced past the tree to see more woodland. Plans, strange flowers. Somethings was drawing me towards the nature. I stepped past the forest and proceeded beeper in. Brushed my fingers over the brush and flowers. I did not recognize air of warmness but also the uneasiness. I went farther into the woods, the pannier skirt of my blood red dress gliding through nature's children. I was related, and calm. But I couldn't get of this unsettling feeling. The feeling of being watched.....

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