I eyed my surroundings suspiciously. The atmosphere was peaceful now, unlike how it had been before... I sat in silence, save for my still rapid breathing. The stillness of the world continued. Even staring at where the wolf had once been injured didn't set me off. As my breathing steadied I realized I hadn't heard the hags voice since returning. Standing up I realized I was still in the strange uniform I had stolen. It was real. It is real. I wasn't sure if the thought was reassuring or terrifying. The wolves must be real too. I took in a breath of air in an effort to calm myself, even though I had felt calm since arriving. It was difficult to panic.
I'm panicking. I had decided to find my way back to the strange campsite I had been in before coming back to reality with no luck. The time in this world seemed the same as the other, or at least the time of day though I couldn't be sure of the day of month, or even month of year! The thought only sent me deeper into my own panic state. Nearing a clearing, I became certain. This was where the campsite had been. A pile of ashes marked where the fire had been burning. I rubbed my face, finally covering my mouth. Don't panic. You're just in a strange world. Alone. With wolves that you're suppose to kill but seem to be doing a better job at trying to kill you.
"Well!" I said aloud knowing no one was around to hear me. "They're actually trying to kill me. Me, on the other hand, I haven't even gotten started!"
It sounded better in my head.
Exploring the bare campsite, basically just wondering around aimlessly, I came upon a small cellar in the ground, meaning I tripped on a part of it sticking out of the ground. Ignoring the throbbing pain, I began to brush away the dirt finally revealing the top half of what seemed like a beer keg. Popping off the lid, after some effort, I was welcomed with flies and gnats on what looked like rotten food. Great.
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A/N
I've been writing this story every day since the 2nd of March and I'm not one to break streaks on anything, (just check duolingo or khan academy) However that doesn't mean I'm inspired every day to write! (Today I had to force myself to)
Anyways I plan on keeping this streak until the end of the story, whenever or whatever that may be! That may mean that some of my chapters will just be plain boring or drag on too much in the middle of something epic. This is why we have rough drafts and final papers.
(Hint: This whole story is just a rough draft) ;D
Anyways it's almost tomorrow (23:50) SO I guess I better just finish this up and post it!
Night all the rotten fruits of the world!
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Reality of Daydreams
FantasiA tale spun through real-life experiences if only the daydreams had been real...