In the corners of our world, past the eerie mist, lives The Woods. The Woods are like no other forests or fen or any other thing that may be apart of your reality. It is made from the essence of sin and the darkness that is probably thriving with in your heart. For no one ever goes into The Woods, in the same way birds do not sing or wind does not blow. For what lies in The Woods are the most horrid creatures cursed to suffer in hiding, cast out from the doors of humanity –never to see the light again.There is no death in The Woods nor is there no life, there is only suffering. Even the trees are the souls of those locked out of heavens light, forced to only see the glimpses of where they could be. I bet you are wondering how to find such a place, or you may be thinking that this is all but a story to scare you all. Well if you are thinking that than I must tell you, The Woods are as real as you and I and everything else that lives and breathes on this Earth -and if you don’t believe it than you’re the lucky one.
The Woods are particular and thoughtful about who goes into their layer they do not let the mere fool in, for only a fool can see past the illusion that is The Woods. No, The Woods send in someone of a pure heart, someone who is but a kind soul untouched by the sins of humanity. Sadly though that someone was me.
Authors Note: If you like this piece and want to read more please comment below and I will start writing up a Part 2. 🙂