It is night, and the dark woods are silent, the thin air is
whispering in between the forest, and the leaves are
shivering when the slow wind pets their back, the breeze
cools down the air, descending the forest into black
soulless silence, only to be broken at the sound of a girl,
running in fear, in hiding, her face in unseen for they are
covered with a black robe hiding the whole of her body as
well.
As she comes to a tired stop, she gasps and breathes
heavily, she then lies down, placing her back on a tree and
falls into sleep, and so does the forest, with not a one
sound but the shakings of the leaves and the girl's silent
breath.

Not long did the girl sleep, and quickly she got up, and
started walking faster and faster, and then she ran, and
when it was too dark for her eyes to bare, she used a torch
that she carried, and she fired it, holding it in her hand
high above the forest floor, where eventually she fell
asleep.

She woke to discover she was wet, and it is still dropping
drops at her, she wasn't all completely awake, but she
opened her eyes just halfway through, she saw her black robe
all wet and it was probably raining at the moment, then she
took off the robe's head cover revealing her face to the
forest, she was the most gorgeous girl of all, her hair was
black as the darkness of her soul, and her skin as fair as
snow, and her eyes, black, as if she was dead, dead.

She opened her eyes to full, then she saw a hairy disgusting
creature standing over her, drewling drops at her robe, she
looked at the creature, it was big, heavily built, with dark
fur and blue eyes, then she slowly tried to escape his sigh,
but the creature that had waited all night for her just to
see and know who was the one who prayed of her flesh was,
grabbed her leg, started eating, piercing her flesh with his
fangs, she screamed but the creature wouldn't let go, it was
then when she stared into his blue eyes, drove deep into his
soulless soul.

The creature, his teeth are in the girl's flesh and legs
crushed, stared into the girl's black eyes, then he slowly
stopped his feast and dropped dead on the spot. The girl had
then again continued to walk and run, bleeding hard through
broken and shattered legs in the dark moor, stench is all
around and the air is warm, where she eventually crawled to
her silent death, and with her the forest went silent, and
only the breeze of the wind to make a sound and the shakings
of the leaves, only to be interrupted centuries later by
scholars and archeologists trying to figure out the puzzle
of why the young girl had died after being pooled from her
grave in the marsh, Never to be in silence nor peace ever
again.