My Midnight Memory

My eyes slowly opened. The sunlit forest was alive; birds sang vibrantly and the frost glittered trees whistled in the wind, slowly calling out my name. I climbed up from the ground. Dusting myself off I gazed around the open area searching for an exit.

This foreign land was full of debree, lightning struck trees lay effortlessly on the dirt track. The almighty crunch of snow layered beneath my feet yelled as I took each step.