♡ "It is as if she has retreated inside of herself; instead of being here with me, she's watching in the same way she watches television. It's as if the sounds are arriving in her brain from far, far away and my touch is somehow disconnected. And so I tell her over and over that I'm really here, that I'll always be here. I tell her softly yet at a volume that reaches inside her. It takes time for the soul to reemerge, to seek the sunlight instead of the shade, but there is no other way." ♡ Thank you to everyone who reads this! If you enjoy it please leave a vote and comment!! :D

Ashlyn Frost was an ordinary boy, he loved to wander and explore the woods near his home, climbing trees and skipping rocks along the wide ocean that neared the back of the woodland. That was until his vision disintegrated and he was diagnosed with CBS: Charles Bonnet Syndrome. From that moment on his eyes illuminated haunting silhouettes in the corner of his vision and dark figures standing in his bedroom, but one hallucination stood out from all the rest. A vision he called Charlotte, he thought of her as a friend. A best friend. But when he found himself alone in a forest, sprawled on the ground with broken bones and sliced flesh, he couldn't help but feel it was somehow her fault...