It has been quite awhile since I started walking in this seemingly endless weird forest.
I knew I was dreaming again, this was the same scene that's been popping up for several nights in a row.
Each time I pass through this path, the fauna seems to change; though it's already different from what we normally see everyday.
From reedy trees, glowing plants, bonelike stems, Huge grass -- and flowers.
These plants attack the senses like bees in the midsummer heat, though after a couple minutes of walking it fades away
"I wonder if my body would adapt this fast in the real world" muttering to myself.
Then a path opened up to my right, then a lone howl of a wolf resounded through the forest.
This marked the next phase of my dream -- though, yesterday it was a cry from an elk instead of a wolf.
I walked through this path a few times, only one thing is the same, the plants get thicker and thicker.
It was like I was walking into the oldest parts of the forest.
I suddenly found myself in a clearing with a gigantic tree in the middle, it was humongous.
It was old and slightly withering.
Maybe it's due to the lack of sustenance from the earth, saddling closer to the tree.
I heard a low rumble coming from a nearby bush, the flora shaked violently as if to accompany the rumble.
Then something yanked me from my ankle.
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