The bright sun rays lick the ground from between the tree leaves.
The cool fall breeze rustles the leaves before kissing your cheeks.
The songs of gorgeous birds float across the wind to your ears.
The odd crack of a stick, signalling a nearby visitor.
Possibly big with antlers or very small with a giant fluffy tail.
It's calm but not quiet.
It's relaxing and finally...
Peaceful.
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Forever Free
Short StoryThe shadows never fade, always lurking in the depths. Surrounding, closing in. Suffocating from the inside out. Releasing the voices cackling underneath. Trapped in utter darkness no light can penetrate. It's always eerily quiet. Constantly...
