The path seemed
unending and
the sun
never set...
And it seemed like
I was
the
only
here.
There was an
eerie silence.
The wind
never blew
nor did the
birds sing.
It seemed that
all of nature
had fallen into a
deep,
deep
sleep.
Nothing was making
any sound except
for my own feet
stepping on the
crisp fallen leaves.
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❝ the place nature forgot ❞
Short Story. ❝ She sits on her uncomfortable bed. Life used to be better than this, but now, her scant possessions litter the floor. The paint is peeling from the white-washed walls. A tear escapes her eye and r...