The forest near home came into view. It was the perfect place to escape and make sense of what had just happened. The chill of the evening seeped further into my bones. With the conundrum of today, it slipped my mind that I was wearing clothes that were soaked.
Groaning as the wind brought a new shiver with gentle ease, I stepped through the woods with caution. Settling onto a fallen tree, I fell into my thoughts.
Time passed with aching slowness, and the cryptic entangled mess of my mind soothed—allowing a further, in-depth investigation of this situation. A tranquil feeling set over my body, one that was foreign to me. Even with my wet clothes and shivering from the cold, I could feel nature around me.
With the warm day turning into a cold evening, it made me wish for an indiviym that would allow the creation of heat.
With a deep breath out, I allowed my head to fall back, holding the gaze of the clouds above me. My thoughts no longer meshed with the horrible day. The forest spoke with a soft rustle of leaves and the beautiful songs of birds. I wished to have come here earlier. For a second, I rested my eyes.
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