Time

Silent is Deadly

Chapter 1 Silent is Deadly

Hearing the sounds of my own footsteps that sloshed through the wet mud. It was all I could hear walking down through this forest. I always wonder why this forest was creeper then the others, that I have been in. I was curious about why there had to be a mystery behind this deadly silence. The hoots and howls from the owls and wolves was just about it other then the wind blowing through the trees. That didn't really bug me it only gave off a weird vibe. I wasn't scared nor would I ever be scared. The one thing that I learned so far in my life is that fear consumes you. Me of all people should know that. I don't think we realize it yet, but we have to face life sooner or later. Let's just face it, we can't run away forever. But the sooner is the better to me. What good does all this running and childish hide and seek game do? It only shows your cowardly mind. But lastly it also show how scared you really are. Face this reality or you will eventually face death quicker then you would have thought.

But this is all fun and games right? A childish game that we all would probably know the ending to. Like the prince saving the princess fairy tail? I was nervous though, but that wasn't the only emotion that had take place inside of me. Was this fear beginning to consume me? I don't get scared. But why couldn't I get a grip of myself. I was nervous of why I was here, which lead to my anxiety to grow from the nervous emotion. But there was one thing you know, I was terrified of what I was coming to face. Would I stay here to learn what that terror was? Or would I just run and hide. But doesn't this idea of fear consuming us all seem fun? The hoots of the owls echoed through my ears even louder. This does in fact seem fun, but to fun to be given without a given cost. This wasn't a gift was it? Shouldn't you agree? The weather; rain, sloshing of mud, slurping of your boot being taken out of the mud, then being sunken back in.

The walking of nothing but silence in Death cities forest. It wasn't breathtaking as other city forests. It was just flat out creepy looking. It had given off an aura that would make you shudder, flowing with heart throbbing fear. That was for me at least, you could be different. Not to mention how dense the fog was, it made an unpleasant feeling go through the air.
I think partially the fact of the fog was the density of course, but there was something weird about this fog, then any ordinary fog. The way of walking through it was just odd, it would reform more quickly and become more dense. Even if you were with someone, that wouldn't help, so I don't recommend any quick disruptance through it.

It didn't help, what so ever. Why you ask? There was more then the forest on my mind; I was worried about many of things. I was shocked at myself every single time this occured. I didn't know why this occured though. That was an unsolved mystery; I wanted to solve that mystery. I had my partner with me most of the times; he helped me from wondering off like now.

So imagine being constantly aware of your surroundings. During drastic times: during battles, near death, just taking a walk, being alone in your house, anything you can imagine. I have to be always eyes wide open. Lets be honest now, the world we live in now is a bit fucked up.

You can disagree with me, it would be a pleasure to hear your arguements. Espically on social media, you must want me to laugh till I collapse to the floor in my own tears. But do you think getting anger at me for disagreeing bugs me? No, just as long as you have a logical reason for doing what you do. But hey call me weird.

But I myself do sometimes as well, will look up at the sky and wait for my shooting star to come for me. Maybe then... But even so, if it doesn't happen I will find a way. I will get the answers to my prayers and stop this all at once. But who says it will ever happen? I want to make sure it will. Anything is possible in this world. It would have been such a relief though. We all wish to let go of something, or be someone we aren't just to fit in. Do we ever think killing will end the problem of anything? No it leaves unanswered questions... But in the end reality is sitting there laughing at your face when they escape. We want to make this place safe, but there are to many bad people in this world. They aren't born to be bad, they were surrounded by it. I was surrounded by a terrible past of trying to become something that I wasn't... I... I sighed gulping the guilt that was in my throat. It was me trying to become a savior. That would never happen. Just like me letting go of my past. It was a near death experience that I had. It was very tragic.