Whenever I close my eyes, image of the forest where I’ve never been before comes into my mind…

Stagnant and ominous air…
Not so heavy but still somewhat thick fog covering the path…
Leafless trees with so many branches where I can not reach on
rather thin trunk…
White…
White trunk with horizontally drawn brown-black lines from top to bottom as if someone scared them…
Somewhat like tiger’s.
I don’t think they will ever bear leaves again…

I don’t see anyone yet…
Maybe there is no one…
Only myself walking in this forest that appears to be nowhere…

It’s neither afternoon nor evening…
I can not see the sun or the moon…
No stars either…
Just somewhat gloomy sky filled with grey coloured clouds that is about to pour rain upon this already so oppressive forest.

Underneath me, the ground is firm.
It’s not muddy but it’s not made of rocks either.
Soils hardened after years of built-up debris.
Fallen leaves…
Dead leaves…
Not brown as it should be…
Grey for some reason…
They seem to be completely devoid of life…
Upon the lightest touch of my hands, they break apart
as if they are made of ash…
Nothing seems to exist here…

There is no sound…
There is not a single trace of footprint…
Neither of animals nor that of humans…
I can not even feel the wind…
There is no warmth but it’s not cold either…

I sit down next to one of the trees…
Leaning onto one of the trunks…
It stays firm…
I look up to the sky…
Clouds seem to be held up by such fragile looking
tips of the trees…
I am truly and completely alone here…

My heart longs to be there again…
Perhaps it’s the cage that my beast gave me…