
The boy ran into the forest. The full moon that graced the night sky made him able to see his surroundings well. His blood-red eyeballs did not care about his surroundings at all. The tall deciduous trees were hundreds of years old, the bone-chilling cold air, the gripping silence of noisiness, but, it was all not frightening to him in the slightest.
The child's entire body was filled with blood and wounds. He who kept running as if someone was still chasing him was numb. Blood and wounds were nothing new to him, he was already used to it all.
"๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ข๐ต... ๐๐ข๐ถ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข๐ธ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ..."
"๐๐ฆ๐ต๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ฉโฆ "
"๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข๐ธ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ฏโฆ"
"๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฉโฆ"
"๐๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ดโฆ"
"๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏโฆ "
He was completely unaware of how long had passed as he ran, and also, how deep this forest he had entered. Running and running, the boy kept running until he finally found a lake. Stopping running, with his irregular breathing, he then walked slowly closer to the lake.
The bright full moon above the sky allowed him to clearly see the shadow of himself reflected in the lake. Black hair, a pale white face, red eyeballs and red blood smeared his face. Clenching his blood-filled fingers, he struck the water and scattered the shadow reflected in the lake. He did not want to see her, her figure like that, a hated, scary, cursed and also a patheticโ.
Suddenly, the sound of someone singing could be heard filling the silent forest. Surprised, the boy looked around alertly and tried to find the source of the sound he heard. However, he found nothing at all. The sound that still flows is so melodious, beautiful and very softโa sound that can calm anyone who hears it.
Then, the boy's eyes were fixed in the middle of the lake. In the middle of the lake, a large white flower bud grew at an incredible speed. The flower was extremely large and emitted a soft white light. Accompanied by the sound of singing, the flower buds slowly openโ bloom in the darkness of the forest night.
The boy had no idea what was going on. When the flower buds opened perfectly, he saw a little girl his age inside. Sitting with a tiny body that was not covered by a thread, the girl sang with her eyes closed. The boy soon came to his senses, the owner of the singing voice that was flowing was none other than the girl in the flower.
The little girl's hair was a long golden color with pure white skin. The light of the full moon made the boy could clearly see the beautiful face of the girl. The little girl's eyes slowly opened, the clear eyes were an extremely beautiful green color. When the eyes of the two of them met, the little girl stopped singing. Both ends of his lips slowly liftedโhe smiled at the boy.
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