Loneliness. A narrow path, covered with wet smashed leaves, trees on the sides, and their dark nаked branches, crowning over me. I felt the fat raindrops hitting my skin, and the cold breaths leaving my bluish lips. I was freezing. The cold was seeping through every cell in my body, making me believe I was dead like everything around me. Grey… That was the only word flooding my mind and the only one that could describe the place I was at. Dead, like my family and everyone I ever loved. Like my people. The sky above me was covered with heavy clouds which always hid the sun, and I liked the sun so much. He called me his sun. I stumbled in the tree roots while I ran and I could feel the thorns piercing my skin, but I didn’t care.
I hated the woods and their shadows. I hated him too because h
