-Wait where... Is this... No this aren't the fields I used to go to play... So many white flowers and beutiful sky so blu... No don't distract the most important is to know where I am and where are they...-

He went on for hours but no town, no house, no one. - This is completly barren- He sat down in a little patch of grass with not many flowers. -I cannot think my head hurts. I remember, the pain, it was like a stab in the heart, but why I felt it... And why I'm here with no pain, no wound? -He grabbed a flower. he had seen no flower like this, maybe he was in the other continent. He put his focus in the petals, so white, they waved with a light wind. He felt the wind flow through his hair.
- ... - .Then he saw his hand. His skin was pale, with a some spots of even more pale tone. He blinked only to see that the spot had moved.

He stood up, nervous. In sight a puddle of clear water. He ran towards it. With his heart pounding he looked in only to see a pale reflection. His eyes, light gray coloured now, gave a terrible sense of dread. In the desesperation a word broke into his mind.

- Am I... Am I dead?-

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-Ok then but for now I won't write anything here.-