disastrous and hope.

Today was a day that I could never forget. It was disastrous. I was running through the long vines, which were reaching out to me, to find it.You may be wondering; what is it? It was a old family heirloom. It had been lost for... well since God knows when. Thats how old it was. The antique heritage was a crown. A delicate defaced one. No one had seen it, not for at least a decade. It was going to be hard. A rigorous journey was ahead. I had hope. I had to have hope. Don't you agree? Well, now I wish I hadn't.