All Chapters of To the Forest that Bargains Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When was the last time I experienced being whole? When every part of me in me is fixed? When I do not even ruin the world I inhabit in me? When was the last time I realized the beauty of my world? When do I know the hidden secret behind nature and life?When I was only five years old, my mind was filled with wonders at the world including how it moved. What will be revealed at the end of the solemn symbolism of the towering heights of the wind and the pulsation?When the world began to be seen here, is it astonishing to see with two eyes? Could it be that it will only witness how sensationally the individuals here on the surface of the earth follow the currents of the system and nature? Is it unbeknownst to me that the dream is just a nightmare where it turns out that freedom is the opposite?In fact, I don't know the answers back then every time they suddenly appear on my mind. They also leave voluntarily when I have no enough reason to silence them.At this

"Where on Earth is Gideon? Did someone see him get off his tree cabin?"  said Freyja, holding back.  She was constantly stroking and tweaking her messy hair."And now him? Really, Frey? Who's next?"  the girl with a highlight sardonically mumbled, scowling at her.She had been controlling herself before but I could feel her annoyance with the behavior of the woman with a rude attitude."And so?"  Freyja raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms and staring confidently at the one who just wanted to stop her. She turned her gaze back at me.  "I guess this girl doesn't know what planet she's existing so she came here. What a lame reasoning."  She smiled ironically.But I ignored and never took what she said seriously.  Also, none of that is right. In fact, it turns out that there's something wrong with me.  If it wasn't for guilt, that might be the reason why her statements were correct."Titus already warned you! Just sh

The next morning, I woke up because of the cold liquid that seemed to run down my face.  I just got up and frowned, and with my dull eyes, I've seen the person who did that and smeared at her. It's when I realized it was Freyja holding a mug.Suddenly my wrinkles disappeared when the words Paris said to me came to my mind."Also tomorrow, at seven-thirty, you have to wake up or else Freyja will wake you up.I took a deep breath before closing my eyes for a moment.  If I had known earlier that this was going to happen, I wouldn’t dare to sleep so long.I was so tired yesterday.I just think I should have slept that way because I need it."Great," I mumbled.  I looked at her with an eyebrow up.  "Now, what?""You won't wake up."  She scolded me.  "Don't blame me for splashing cold water on your face."  She even lifted the one that had been used to pour water on me, a mug.Fortunately, there's a little f

Every inside chaos begins noiselessly.  It is a human's own nature, it is an individual's greatest fright, and it is a creation's unending battle.  No one had the ability to foresee it coming. It is one of the existing proof that nothing from the future and to what would happen next is inevitable. You just need to not abide by its flow. It is the rule of inevitability. Once you have been swallowed by its wings and blinded all of what you have in darkness, who you are— who you once were— yonder will rather be far more terrifying than to choose where you go. My fight started with my mother.  She was the first that I wanted to battle with.  That's why I still held on— never letting go of everything I had included even her.  It was, for me, the longest war I ever had until unworthily bare vanished.This was her story. "Mom, when I grow up, will you still give me a present?"  I ask

The other day, the classes were postponed because of the typhoon.It was raining so hard outside, I could see it clearly from there in the armchair I was sitting next to the window.The sky was covered with dark clouds having acid rain.  The south wind was also very strong.  It waves the most of all the creatures on the earth — explicitly, the trees.  Some of their leaves fall off and were released from their grip.I was shivering because of the coldness that was caressing me and that I could smell.  I'd rather just go home and sleep.  Those were the times when I wished I could snooze in the bedroom.It was loud inside the classroom.  It was unnerving because it was accompanied by the fierce breeze and the gusts of the wind in the atmosphere that hit everything they whacked.  Earlier the lights were still turned off due to the recurrence of electricity.I heaved a sigh, nose getting itchy.  I was chilled by the co