Topic > Creative Writing: The Raven - 1163

The path seemed endless and eternal, as it stretched endlessly across the vast barren terrain of this part of the forest. In desperation, I blindly ran what I thought was the final one-mile stretch. Finding myself in front of the same panorama, I became suspicious as I confirmed that I had already passed that particular marking point. The opinions were becoming recurring and repetitive. I understood this all too well. It was Alice's doing. He undoubtedly didn't want me to leave his nightmarish hellish world. I couldn't stand the abandoned monochrome desert any longer. I longed deeply for the return of my beloved vibrant greenery. Seeing that this was what I wanted most, I closed my eyes tight and kept running until my heart gave out and my last breath ended..