Only for forever, I request my soul to stop feeling.
To lay dead. To feel none.
For every moment of being alone even with many around,
For every sleepless night I try to dream,
For every waking moment I try to daydream,
there is a void, sleeplessness, and desire to stop, lie down and sleep…
Only to wake up with nothing more than being empty.
Greed… greed is the answer to this predicament.
Greed to leave everything and everyone behind…
To only… sleep.
This is a very old original fantasy-adventure story I created with two of my bestfriends, Lacaille Ardiente and Shattered Eyes. Edits in the future is not clear but I would like to think there will be.
As of this moment, this will serve as a reminder of our imaginative teen years. 
It proved unfounded, of course. There was no trace of any possible explanation for the peculiar behavior of the trees. Nothing peculiar happened to the surrounding area. What really happened last night? They were still thinking about it as they made a start of finding the road trail again.
This is a very old original fantasy-adventure story I created with two of my bestfriends, Lacaille Ardiente and Shattered Eyes. Edits in the future is not clear but I would like to think there will be.
As of this moment, this will serve as a reminder of our imaginative teen years.
The biggest storm in history and the three of them were in the middle of it. Soaking and weary, the three girls prodded their way through the thick forest, barely seeing anything in front of them. If she weren’t so exhausted, Dea would have cried. Bad luck seemed to follow them ever since they started this trip.
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