You are alone.
You get in the forest.
Everything seems great, relaxing, comfortable.
Suddenly, you have a feeling.
A wierd one that goes through your clothes.
It crosses over your senses.
You're getting affraid, as you had this feeling before.
Immediately, the time stops around you.
The harmony and the melody are slowed.
You're feeling like a static object in the space.
You can't move your hands, foots or even your mouth.
Everything gone stretched in time.
Everything you imagine, everything you'll ever see.
A longer present, as you feel not ready
For the forthcoming future of your own melody.
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