Lost He had never been lost before, of that he was sure. Though it was the only thing he was sure of - all he knew was that he had awoken in a forest, and nothing around him looked familiar. Even the substance of the air seemed unfamiliar. Muggy and dense, with every breath an effort - his lungs protested this strange new air. The light was different too, pale and everything was a brown-green colour. It just seemed strange and try as he might his memory was just not forthcoming with any details - not even his name. For the lack of better ideas, the man began to walk. He had no direction in mind and nothing to guide him, besides. So he walked as it felt right. He was not to know that it was his heart that was guiding him.
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