She walks alone. The same path, every time. Except tonight. Tonight, it's different. Only because it's night. And, because it's night, nothing is the same.
She sees things in a different perspective. She notices things aren't the same. There is a sense of destruction. A dead silence has fallen throughout the woods tonight. The trees are keeping secrets from her. Some have even fallen. Silenced forever. Never to rise again.
She closes her eyes. Trying to read or sense what went on here.
A dark presence.
A deep breath in. She feels the pain. Sees the destruction. Oh the pain.
Exhale.
She falls. Collapses to the ground. She lies there. The edge of the path where it meets the shoreline of the lake. The full moon reflecting off the still waters. The shadows of the trees draping over her.
It's so quiet.
A whisper.
Where did he come from? How? What?
He kneels down beside her. He feels her pain. Tries to brush her long wavy hair from her face. But only comes within an inch. Is he scared to touch her?
His hand risen above her as if to comfort her. But never to make contact. There is sadness in his eyes.
She lies there. Helpless. Unconscious. Unaware of his presence. His breath now heavier. He's upset. Angry. Guilt is starting to overcome.
What happened here?
Wake up! She needs to wake up. He's feeling out of control.
Vengeance.
He wants to seek vengeance.
Why won't he wake her?
They're coming. Nothing is still. Only her. She still lies there. Waves now crashing against the rocks. The trees recklessly swaying. Fighting the wind.
The wind is angry. As if to take on his emotions. Spinning out of control.
He jumps up and disappears into the woods. He left her. Alone and vulnerable. Unable to wake.
Time has past.......
Silence once again. The full moon reflecting off the still waters. Shadows of the trees draping over her. No sound. No movement.
She lies there.
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