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It was white just pure white. Nothing brown, nothing green, nothing born or recreated, only one colour, one instinct and one person. By placing one brown shoeprint on the white blanket, showed where I’ve been and where I was going. My steps made small crunches in the snow, sadly sullying it with brown and green colours and yet I didn’t mind at this point, because it showed that I have been there and that I was going somewhere. The land only became bigger, larger and broader for every mile I made the landscape becoming harder to grasp to see where sky and land connected, if I was about soar into the nothingness and keep going or still walk, but achieve the same result. When it became darker, the skies parted stars smiling down upon me showering me with white petals that melted at my mere touch. It made me feel more empowered made me walk faster to my destination. Strangely the snow dissipated the white fluffy pillows that used to hug my legs with cold love, slithered away to the ground to merge with the earth. And then it was green, the sky blue and not one single cloud in sight. I could feel the warmth creeping into the pit of my stomach, making me lose my big shoes and warm overcoat, only to be clad in a shirt and small leggings that only covered so much. I finally stopped at a clearing, where a grand waterfall was whispering sweet nothings to me, asking me to lay down and relax take my time and close my eyes. It lulled me with its sugary song and I placed my head on the soft green grass and my consciousness faded. Hours had passed before I opened them once again, gazing around taking in my environment, I noticed that the waterfall was frozen, the water that used to caress me with honey coated words was dead silent, the green clearing had turned brown and the sky was getting darker, more grey than it was merely hours ago. I jumped to my feet, my eyes droopy barely able to keep them open, my limbs swinging back and forth as if it was under someone else’s control, and before I knew it I was gone from the clearing, standing in a dark forest, with one path leading forward. Yet I heard a song behind me that reminded me of the alluring humming the waterfall made before I closed my eyes. Looking back I noticed that the ground was once again green the waterfall back to its frothy self, spraying water into the ever so clear lake. Once again calling to me, telling me to stay asking why I am leaving. I closed my eyes and held my hands to my ears, once its sweet song turned into a spiteful dance, the water once flowing so carelessly and cheerful began bombarding the lake with heavy water, disturbing the reflections cast in the water. The insults directed at me, telling me I will never reach my destination that I should stay and give up. Just stay. I was proud to say that my feet ran before my brain could register the command, and I was soaring through the dark forest, the bushes and branches slamming against my body trying to drag me back, using the same offenses as the once peaceful clearing did. Yet my body withstood the pain and kept going, pushing everything aside the only thought was just forward. * * * I was breathing heavily as I reached the end of the forest, yet it there was no light shining at the end of the path, but it was clearer than the forest ever was and I only took that as a sign that it was better than staying in a forest, that wishes to bring me down. I dragged my legs across the road, I rubbed my eyes and stared at the sight before me, it was not pretty or memorable. It was buildings across buildings and I was met by other people except their heads was downcast eyes locked on the ground as they kept walking, they were covered in brown and black, their skin of what I could see was pale, just like the whitest snow I once knew. I kept walking until I stood before a woman with the same height as I, her clothing was different than of the others, she was still pale but there was something coming from her, a small hum that I couldn’t ignore. The hum was different than the waterfall’s, it was rich and deep with a twist of small off-key sounds once in a while, yet it intrigued me and it made me smile. The woman’s blank face that had been searching mine as I did hers, returned the smile and a childish laugh erupted from us both, and before I could stop myself I clung to her and cried, my tears purer than the snow I used to step on, my tears flowing faster and harder than the waterfall ever could and my tears hurting more than the sharp edges of the bushes and branches. The woman only wrapped her arms around me, her humming had stopped but she still stood there, looking at me, smiling. | ||||||||||||||
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