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Everything was unusually peaceful in the magical forest of Wonderland. Even those pesky annoying birds were silent today. Unlike her usually lively self, Nature had given up its working songs of woodpeckers pecking and bees buzzing , for the soft and soothing sounds of flowing water and whispering breezes; a sweet lullaby to the ears. The winds were blowing gently through like gracefully ballerinas, instead of their playful twist and turns. They lulled the trees to sleep, as they in turn, swayed their branches slowly in synchronization. It was a strange sight indeed but they also have an equally strange visitor too.
Lying underneath the tree, sleeping calmly was a man with hair of sunlight. The man's back was leaning against the trunk of the tree as his head was propped gently on his right shoulder; legs were stretched in front of him and arms on his lap. Golden strands of hair were cascading lightly on his face. Eyes were closed shut, hiding the color of butterscotch underneath. He looked relaxed and comfortable, like taking rest after a long tiring day. It would have been a sin to wake him up from his slumber.
Unfortunately, the game had strict rules. It would do no one any good to have an unconscious person to play. Fate had many plans for the new stranger, new and more exciting things. He'll be introduced to the other players in a short while, whether he'll like it or not. But until then, let him sleep a little while longer because when the game starts, there's no turning back.
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