She thought she had left him under the old blackthorn tree. To call it a him would be rather presumptuous, seeing as he showed no stereotypical markings, however, it makes him seem more human and approachable. She was sure he had heard her because he nodded his head in understatement. She couldn't tell if he was looking at her because his large black elliptical eyes looked without direction. They seemed to swell and contract with the heart of the universe.
She ran through the woods screaming anything she could in an attempt to get his attention, not knowing his name anything helps. She tripped and fell over a death cap but still kept yelling his name.
She was never seen going in the forest or coming out, and only the swift rustling of trees could be heard.
Looks like I'm not going into the woods for a while. Great job though!
ReplyDeleteMake sure to fix the conjunctions. Otherwise, I love the facade of a spooky forest.
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