I plunge my feet into the cool earth, allowing the mud to seep against my bare skin. Taking in a deep breath, I open my eyes: exposing my red irises to the damaged air. It stings for a moment, but I quickly adapt as I always do.
The sharp blades of sunlight stab through the openings of the canopy above my head. Sighing, I start weaving my way through the blackened trunks of the thick forest. The untamed grass of the earth tangles at my feet, trying to get a firm grip to drag me down under.
Forging on, I approach the end of the forest. Flexing, I brace myself for the sheer force of the afflicted sunlight as I step out from under the cover of the crooked branches.
I cackle as the pain slices at my skin, the harsh sun particles sparking against my denatured cells.
I'm back.
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Hollow
Mystery / ThrillerI roam the Earth Climbing over the debris Searching for life There is nothing. Nothing but you And me
