Inferdan
Meeting the first minor relapse after recovery
- Nov 3, 2019
- 450
I'm interested to hear them. I have two, but the one for true peace and tranquility is a lone hill and tree in vast, sprawling fields of grass that go as far as the eye can see. They sway in waves from the slight wind, which blows gently across, rustling the leaves of the tree quietly. The night sky is filled with stars and colours, and the moon glows softly, illuminating everything faintly, yet clearly in its light. My back resting on the tree, I sit and feel in the emptiness. The fields of the void. Nothing yet something. That gives me true peace. An emptiness that is filled by itself.
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