Opening draft.The forest was quiet in the morning, the forest was quiet in the evening, the forest was quiet in the night, and the forest was quiet as a man walked through it. It was a restless forest, full of lucid dreams, snatched from the minds of any that pass under its dense canopy. Very few could resist the forest's prying, only the uprooted trees themselves could move freely about the place. A man's mind could be stolen and destroyed by the trees, why the forest does this is a secret it keeps well, and through mis-information the forest claims so many of it's inhabitants. Some enter willingly, hoping to test their will against the wood, and others aOpening draft.
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Thanx for the watch...
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'scuse me if I speak englis like a Belgian cow...
I always love getting feedback
You have an awesome spread of work here
Keep up the awesome work!
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Ameling Cabasa
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-melanie
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Romance isnt dead, it just chooses to ignore me.
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