by mandy reed
Can Issabella find her way home? everyone seems to think so, but is it really true?
|[Introduction] She woke up to the darkness of trees clustered above her. A man lay beside her, her best friend she knew. He was always with her. He protected her from all the bad, from everything she was afraid of. She smiled and rolled on her side. He was already awake and started to get up. She wanted to stay, but got up anyway. Everything was different. Where was she? What were the trees doing above her? She had never liked the woods. She never went near them, nevertheless into the deep unforgiving darkness of them.|
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