655 words read She wandered through their heart. yet she was never captured. at night she roamed the dreams of them but in the morning she was lost chapter. Her fragrance or her skin, it was a mystery, but what was ... It’s never revealed when the soul is lost till it no longer can escape the corn maze. Walking in blindly yet confident to a dead end. Thats the trick to a one man island, It seems free of condemnation...