The art of letting go
- Letture 20
- Voti 4
- Parti 5
She woke up and saw nothing but trees. The fog covered the forest and made it look like a film scene. Rebecca got up from the grass and noticed she was barefoot. She felt the breeze touched her arms delicately while her body reacted to it in search of something warm. Her eyes wandered through the trees, the soft sounds of birds chirped through her ears but the sky was pure white.
Where was she? How did she ended up in this ethereal forest? Why did she run away?
The questions flooded through her mind but she was just as clueless as she had been her whole life...
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