Forrest Fable

I walk into the dark and musky woods, lightly stepping onto pieces of broken bark,

As to not make a sound.

Colours of emerald, walnut, and cedar entice me.

But only for a moment.

I want to call your name, but I know even if I scream, I will not be heard.

So I walk further into the darkness.

The movement of the crisp fall wind,

And humming babel from creatures of the night make for an artless symphony.

The temperature reaches below zero, and my cheeks flush crimson.

Yet, I still walk further into the darkness.

I glance up at the starry night sky.

The ageless silver crescent moon pulls me forward.

So I walk further into the darkness.

By the time I realize I’ve travelled too far, it’s already over.

I’m never coming home.

S.E.C

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