Literature
In My Mind
It had been 3 weeks since the accident, 3 weeks since I woke up in this strange place. The atmosphere smelt of raspberries and white chocolate. Everything here was so wild, everything felt so
natural. Strangest of all, anything I wanted to happen here would happen. The weather changed according to my mood. If I was happy, then it was warm and sunny out. It would rain when I was sad, and become stormy when I was angry, but that only happened rarely. It was everything I could have asked for
I was trudging through the dense undergrowth of the Frondosa Forest. It was a beautiful day, but most days here were. Usually I was pretty la