I remember bathing in the cold, ice cold pond, feeling myself float for balance. The feeling of just being.... levitated, being lifted by nothing but water made me feel... nice.
It was unexplannable. There is really no way to explain my feelings, since my mind was in its own state of mind, focusing on everything else besides myself.
I slowly lower myself, helping the water cloak my body, gently slowing down my breathing to enjoy the feeling of the water surrounding me.
I heard nothing but the muffles of the water, and even then i still felt at peace. I brought my body back to the surface, feeling my hair stick to my heated cheeks as the drips of water clung to my strands of hair.
When i got back to my senses, i swam towards the smooth rocks, gently laying on the surface to just rest, only for a few minutes. water was the only thing that kept me at ease. it helped me stop in motion, just to look at my surroundings.
I laid against the rocks and i closed my eyes, slowly drifting into a slumber of fluttered thoughts and visions, fusing one memory after the other..
I dont want to be alone..i want to leave, but this place is to perfect to escape from.
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FantasyFor a teenage boy that hardly speaks, his expressive detail entertains his mind, showing him the wonders of being alone.. Always.. Thats yet until he meets one person, a centaur who lived among the forest plains, who just happened to be lost himself...
