witty | independent | reticent
The first thought that runs through your head is the sheer
beauty. The forest during this time day is intoxicating-
the sun casting a low, magical shadow amongst the trees.
This is your happy place. A place to get your thoughts
together. Entering a clearing, you take a seat on a nearby rock,
setting your backpack next to you. You close your eyes, reaching
a state of pure bliss.
Your eyes fly open. Surely your foot had slipped and
crunched a leaf. But you know better than that.
You take in your surroundings. How long did you doze off for?
The sun was almost completely set. You didn't like to be
in the forest past sundown. There was something eery
and ominous about the way the trees looked in the dark abyss.
You hear it again.
You look up to the source of the sound. That's when
you notice a dark figure perched at the top of a nearby tree. All
you could see was its outline: long tail, slender body,
and... wings? Your heartbeat quickens. What was this thing and what
did it want? You mentally reprimand yourself. Everyone always
told you not to roam the forest alone at night.
Hatched: April 2nd, 2013
2nd day of Eating, Y15
Painted Faerie: July 20th, 2013
20th day of Swimming, Y15