It smelled like rot the ground I stood on was wet and muddy and a putrid odor hit my nose with every step I took. I couldn’t hear a sound it was silent I don’t think there was one living creature, but the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. The trees stood tall the canopy completely blocked out the sun black looking moss covered them. Then I started to hear scratching, hissing, and growling. I frantically looked around I couldn’t see anything I couldn’t smell anything the rotten forest completely mask any scent that might have been around. Where the hell was I, Ezra said think of home and I did but then all of a sudden I thought about my mother and ended up here. What dose this place have to do with my mother?
Huling Na-update : 2020-09-02
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