Out of bliss

Out of bliss

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The sweet smell of the forest covers me as i step into the open area with a big mountain in the far left. Water plummets to the earth from the middle of the mountain. I stand there in awe at the beautiful scenery, the chirping of the blue jays and mocking birds echo in my ears yet make me relaxed. I look to the sky when the sent of rain swiftly fills the area, but the rain won't fall. Its going on one hour when the rain keeps its self in suspend in the sky, i didn't think much of it until the water from the mountain turns grey and the birds drop dead from the now black sky. Instead of the small chirping birds soaring the sky theirs now huge swift crows and some kind of flaming bird in the sky. My face turned from amazement to horror and all i could think of doing was turning and running, so that's the very thing i did, yet the more i ran the farther the exit was. Crows started dive bombing me splitting my ear, cracking my skull and all i could do was swat them away with my arms. I could feel the blood from their pecking run down my face curving around my nose, and my vision got blurry and i could feel myself stumbling. Suddenly their was a sweet smell again, not the forest but something in it.
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