Green. Everything is green. The leaves on the trees swaying back and forth, the soft moss underneath my fingers. Time is at a standstill. My eyes are wide open, staring up at the blue sky through the tangled branches. I’m awake. I turn my head until I am staring at the base of the tree next to me. I slowly sit up, and take in my surroundings. I’m in the middle of a dense forest, with trees all around and no sign of a clearing. I’m looking for something, but I don’t know what. Something is nagging me in the back of my mind. And then I finally see it. I remember where I am, why I’m here, and suddenly I wish I could forget again.
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