FORGOTTEN SOULS

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Forest breeze always used to calm me down somehow.

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Dank and disgusting smell of the rotten wood was hovering all over me, slowly and silently permeating into my cavities. My eyes were staring at the giant, extensively glabrous, stuffed head of the horse above the main door. That look has started to bother me immediately, so I softly touched my nape and deeply breathed out. The dead animal sight was full of wails and suffering.

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This experience has changed my life.

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I walked in, doubtfully and without trust, walking on the creaking planks and the fastest as I could I hid my hand burned by cold into the pocket of my corduroy jacket. "No..." Was heard like from the unidentifiable distance and as whispering. I fastly turned around and was trying to find something that would probably make some weird sound. "You should calm a bit Miallen..." I was talking slowly concentrated to myself when suddenly my heart started to beat as crazy. "You should not be here..." The words were coming peacefully from his mouth.

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My nightmares were ridiculous to me since those times.

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According to the degree of decomposition, I guessed stack of the meat looked as few years old. I have never been hypersensitive so I did not plan to collapse or anything, I did not turn my gaze away. That place looked a very long time abandoned, dilapidated and forgotten by everyone. My interest has grown. Organic matter, which was probably once something that lived, was laying in the odd chest, opened, with the key still in the lock. I did not see any remains of some fur or anything that could be animal, everything was covered by shadows. Old and dry blood was left on old woody material of the chest for years, I sensed some, not as powerful, stink. I was sure, it is been a long time ago. In the end, I noticed a little piece of ripped fabric close to some muscle, also the yellowish bone. My breath concealed and my wrists started to shake. The thing that I found and I was looking at, once was human.

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I promised that I will be strong. For him...

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I was his last chance. He was mine as well. I have found courage inside me, which I thought I lost after the death of my mother. He said I would not find that hell place. He said I would not met him. But I knew he needs to be saved. I could not leave without the try. I would not give up the fight against that monster. I did not want to let happen, nobody else cannot be prey or loot no more.

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"Everyone of us is powerless prey of the life, in the end, every one of us will fall down to his knees with the unmerciful arrow of death jammed in the cold meat, that was convicted to be forgotten."

.(MARII).