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"So, do you want to talk about it?" Stefaan asked me one day while we were sitting in my room. It had almost been over a couple of weeks since I had come home from that terrible place.
So far, my physical recovery was good, but I still got nightmares about those creatures at night, and my anxiety levels rose day by day. Although having him around helped. He was really good at his job, and overall a nice person to have around.
"Well..." I trailed off as I looked outside at the mountains which I was painting on the canvas while Stefaan watched me pensively. My gaze traced the mountain range that ran in the distance. I was so familiar with it. I had spent countless hours staring at them and remembering every trough and crest while the sun disappeared behind them.
They had a strange
