In the Woods Somewhere\\ Hozier imagine.
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Last published Sun, Feb 2, 2020
(Abuse trigger warnings) After being abused yet again by your psychotic mother, you finally build up the courage to run away from home. you don't know where to go, and you do not have any particular plans. Your fathers gone, and you're scared....
One day, you have a dream... A dream, and your father is in it.... And you wonder.. Must you find him?... Will you find him?
All you know is you aren't going back there. Ever.
You come to a hault, breathless, unable to run any further. As you are sighte with a mysterious woods up ahead, you take a chance and head in. You later meet the prince of the forest....
'I'm the prince of the forest....though you may call me Andrew.. I saw you lying there. Motionless. You are safe with me now.... It's ok.'
' Andrew.... Andrew, I don't know where I am. I ran away. I... I lived with an abusive mother, and.....'
'hush, say no more....come, take o quite what it was. 'It was the touch of nature itself, that had brought you back to life...
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