Head To The River

Head To The River

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione gio, mar 3, 2016
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I crash through the trees and out into my little opening. The river is silent tonight, and the only sound is my rasping breath, worn out from crying. I climb up onto my rock, lying on my back. It is there, looking dishevelled with my messy hair and pyjamas, that I do what I would normally do here on any normal day. Count the stars. Why did I ever bring anyone else here? *** Olivia's notebook is filled with thousands of tally marks from all those nights in which she has spent counting the stars by her favourite river. She never lets it out of her sight, and her younger brother Alex is determined to find out why. Olivia only brought her brother to the river once, but she regretted it every day after for as long as she lived. Follow Olivia on a journey through her time. Her time with her river, her time with her notebook, her time with her brother, her time with her girlfriend. Her time with her stars.
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I pull my canteen out and take a swig of my hot cider letting it warm my body, but got interrupted by my sister shouting at me over the wind. "Can you take a picture of me? I have to post it to my followers when we get back down the mountain!" I roll my eyes and turn towards her, I don't even have to say anything to her, because she knows i'll always take photos for her as annoying as she may be. I peel off my mittens and feel the harsh wind eat away at my bare fingers. I stuff them in my bag, before I grab her phone and start backing up to get a better angle of her. She stands by the edge of the cliff and poses. I snap a few photos then flip the camera to take a few selfies with her in the background, even with her words of protest. I walk up to her at the edge, feeling the snow crunch under my boots, and hand her phone back. I then swing my rucksack around to the front of me, get on my knees and start to dig around for my mittens. I suddenly feel the ground shake under me. Before I could even stand up fully, the snow under my legs crumble before my eyes. Holy fuck. The snow is coming loose and is avalanching. I already feel my body fall backwards as the ground under me disappears. I look up at my sister whose face has morphed into shock. My body feels as light as a feather. This is the end for me I know it. I brace my self for deadly impact, but it never comes.. A bright light flashes as everything around me goes white. I wake up to be laying in soft snow with my rucksack on top of me. My head spun as I sat up. I look around and all I see are large trees. In fact, these trees look larger than any i've ever seen in my life, which includes the ones on Animal Planet. Where the hell am I? I look up at the sky and I see two suns? Did I get a concussion? No that can't be, i'm not seeing double with trees or my fingers. {Transmigration to Beast Continent successful} {System 002 has now been assigned to you}

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