Shadow Pane

[~Amber~]

Got a little bored so I started a new story

The woods filled with nothing but darkness descended on by fog covering the landscape hiding all shadows with an eerie glow brought on by the moon. The only sounds heard from the vast woods are the cooing of an owls call and the foot steps of one boy. His eyes filled with worry as the shadows are un mistakable to him from within the fog and forlorn landscape. The life left from it once the darkness sets in, only thing that dared walk about at the suns fall is death itself, or so they thought.
The boy looked around carefully as Shadows shifted from place to place watching his every move, but no matter how silent those moves were they still kept coming watching him from the fog. Steps became quicker as branches now snapped around him, noises not made by him. They were from another source, not one he was about to find out about. The tree’s seemed to stare down at him as he ran through the fog stumbling over every single root that seemed to only appear under his feet. Losing his footing he fell to the ground, mud covering him. The boy carefully but quickly got back to his feet and started running once again now trying to miss as many roots and branches as he could, already covered in scratches the boy was weak and tired, but he had no will to give up. only to keep going.
His Blue eyes were weary and had a sense of distress as he heard the noises getting closer and an eerie laugh. One that sent a chill down his spine, such and sadistic laugh it seemed almost happy to torture him. Still searching for a way out, a plan that had no avail at all he just kept on running straight, straight into a fog that seemed to get thicker and thicker until you can no longer see in front of you.

[***Stormchaser***]

wooooowwwww! there are no other words to describe it besides a sense of creepy and adrenalin pumping ^^
gives a great sense of imagry too

[~Amber~]

thx but I have more now



A forest filled with so much despair, and woods filled with so much pain. Survival only comes to those with a will to survive. ‘survival’ the only words going through his mind now. A constant reminder keeping him going as he ran barely missing tree’s as he passed by. Trying to find a way out before you find the end to your life, or someone you don’t want to run into, you could come face to face with death itself in a place like this. His Jet black hair, hung in his eyes covered in sweat as he tried to push his hair out of the way but it just would go right back into his face each and every time he tried.
He felt a presence near by, a dark one, one he had not sensed before this moment, one with an intent that almost felt as if it was enough to take him down at that moment. He had no wish to die, and no will to give up. The only sounds you could hear were the sounds of his labored breathing, the crackling of leaves, and the shifting of shadows around him. All other forms of life had silenced, no longer calling, no longer speaking, no nothing.
Only looking back for a second, which was of no point, he could not see a thing but he could feel the presence near. He hit yet another dark root peeking up from beneath the leaves and tumbled down a hill. He felt the leaves sticking to his skins covering him as he slid down the hill. At the last moment he stopped him self but was hit by a rock on the head before losing all sense of feeling, but one thing he no longer felt was the dark presence that had once followed him.

[***Stormchaser***]

still intense

[~Amber~]

lol thnx a lot

[***Stormchaser***]