Chapter 1

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Your eyes are bombarded with light, you open them. You see blue, the sky. As you look around, you notice trees in the corners of you vision, your head turns and you see grass, plants, flowers, and more trees. You sit up your, gaze wandering around. Where are you exactly? you're not quite sure... its beautiful though, breathtakingly stunning. 

The trees dance in the subtle wind, the leaves playing a never ending game of tag with each other as the light shines through them, dappling green onto the ground. You look up in search for the sun, but you can't quite find it. Its everywhere and no where, an illusion to you. Ever prevalent and yet not quite perceivable.

You look back at the grass and notice you have no body of which you can see. you are consciousness without form.

Continue to observe (chapter 2), or get up and explore(chapter 3)?


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