Colossal Forest (COMPLETED) #2 Lost Series

Highest Rank #2

In the abyss of depths, I discovered how my soul longed for love as I worked hard myself in union to meaningful passion but behind the characters I molded, is the depressive and lively fruits of how I survived. Indeed, the fruits of my experiences and emotions.

My mother told me no one can drunk herself the depths of ink- the wonderful masterpieces of the greatest artist whose intelligence, honor, excellence and proficiency touched the reader's heart, the generation of the high standard society. Yet, here I am bleeding my depths of ink from my crestfallen yesterdays.

My father told me no one can understand the saddest stories I breathe to life but as he looked at my lips... he hugged me in empathy and uttered these words...

"Einstein, you are the art goddess. Who can turn the crafting letters into fresh bloods upon the forsaken soul's tragedy."

Long before she knew, my teacher, it's already too late. For I have written upon the book the truth, the events, the funny moments, the experiences I truly treasure.

Started: April 20, 2019
Ended: December 21, 2022