Post by Fae Malone on Feb 4, 2013 21:30:42 GMT -5
Fae glanced around her for the millionth time. Her heart was beating faster than normal as she picked her way around the trees and underbrush of the Forbidden Forest. The last thing she wanted was to get caught doing exactly what she wasn’t supposed to. She knew she shouldn’t be in the forest, especially at the midnight hour when all the creatures were most likely to be out and about, but her grove was calling. The sky was clear and the stars were shining brightly; she just had to watch them turn.
A colony of bats were screeching their way through the trees, hunting for their supper. It gave Fae the chills. Pulling her cloak tighter around her, she silently prayed none of the bats would come near her, they were worse than birds. All the fluttering and rustling of leaves made Fae pick up the pace. Without silence there would be no way of telling if anyone else was out in the woods.
With a relieved sigh, Fae stepped into the clearing that gave the perfect view of the night sky. She listened for a moment to make sure she hadn’t been followed before laying out her blanket and lying on the ground to watch the sky. She hoped to catch the meteor shower before the light of dawn would hide the marvelous event.
Just as the first balls of fire entered the night sky there was a loud snap of branches. Fae shot upright, heart racing as she struggled to locate her wand. Where had she left it? Horrible scenarios played out in her thoughts as another branch snapped. Wolves were known in the woods, not all natural. Acromantulas. The thought made her limbs cold as she envisioned giant spiders in the trees.
Fae pulled up a twig, hope filling her until she realized it was not her wand. A deep fear planted itself in her gut as the branches of the trees across from her swayed, revealing the intruder’s location.
“Please don’t be spiders,” She whispered desperately to herself.
A colony of bats were screeching their way through the trees, hunting for their supper. It gave Fae the chills. Pulling her cloak tighter around her, she silently prayed none of the bats would come near her, they were worse than birds. All the fluttering and rustling of leaves made Fae pick up the pace. Without silence there would be no way of telling if anyone else was out in the woods.
With a relieved sigh, Fae stepped into the clearing that gave the perfect view of the night sky. She listened for a moment to make sure she hadn’t been followed before laying out her blanket and lying on the ground to watch the sky. She hoped to catch the meteor shower before the light of dawn would hide the marvelous event.
Just as the first balls of fire entered the night sky there was a loud snap of branches. Fae shot upright, heart racing as she struggled to locate her wand. Where had she left it? Horrible scenarios played out in her thoughts as another branch snapped. Wolves were known in the woods, not all natural. Acromantulas. The thought made her limbs cold as she envisioned giant spiders in the trees.
Fae pulled up a twig, hope filling her until she realized it was not her wand. A deep fear planted itself in her gut as the branches of the trees across from her swayed, revealing the intruder’s location.
“Please don’t be spiders,” She whispered desperately to herself.