Solace.

This is a good place to be; in the middle of this field away from morals, convictions and judgements. I close my eyes and hear whatever is happening around me. It’s quiet. I found solace, I’ve missed this. Lush green farms surround me; trees and grass sway with the wind like they’re dancing. Why should…

Back to life.

The suppressed voice didn't dare lash out. The world was getting blurrier, adding to it, the double vision. Is the sky falling down? Why does it feel like the ground is about to cave in? There are people staring but nobody seemed to care. I couldn't feel my arms anymore; my legs gave up on…