It has been a year since I entered this dark forest…
Yes! That's it. A year has already passed, and I was still in this place unknown when I will be able to get out of here.
It has been a long time... almost two years and six months since I entered this forest.
Thinking about my family, they would most probably be better than what I left them in.
My dear sibling would already be two years old and, hopefully... far better than me.
A normal child would also be more difficult to take care of than me.
A normal child... a normal family, happiness, and warmth.
I had every one of these, and I was the happiest I had ever been with them.
But... what about now?
What did I do wrong to be separated from them like this?
Was I some fantasy novel protagonist or something?
I ask myself this silly question every once in a while and the only answer I can give to myself is... maybe I am.
