These Haunted Woods?
Originally published on October 07, 2005
The world was concealed in silent darkness wrapping around it like a cocoon. The moon shown through the laced tree branches and laid a web-like pattern on the ground. The ground was covered with thousands of nondescript crisp leaves that had fallen from trees far above their resting place. Wind rustled the dead branches so they moved as agitatedly as a butterfly’s wings. Time seemed to move as a slowly caterpillar until midnight arrived.
The world was lifeless in the split second before midnight. But as the witching hour approached, hundreds of woodland animals retreated quickly into their homes. The moon slowly ticked away the seconds until the clearing was void of life.
A person cloaked in black moved slowly around the forest in a circle. There was not a sound where she walked, not even the leaves crackled. As she went, she touched every tree, which withered and hardened, dropping leaf by leaf to the ground. After she had gone around once, she moved into the center of the clearing and sat down enveloping herself into her cloak and lay lifeless until midnight arrived again.
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