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I woke up in the forest, early morning. A blurry shield containing my physical form. I could hear the faint screaming of the sky creatures as they encase my ears with their concrete wings. I was tranquil. I was peaceful, I was content, and I was dead. The world around my feet, seemed to shake and echo, violently, at every shift of my emotions. I stare up. A warm, sunny, glow of honey dripping from the clouds, painting the atmosphere. A world shimmered in sparkling twilight, not like that of Edward Cullen's chest. In this world, a program for each soul. A program of one color. Blackness. No distinct features, eyes, nose, mouth, nothing v