The tall trees hunch together Leaves and branches entwine above A shield around that lonely soul Who treads in solitude Surrounded by the coiling shadows Whose dark eerie nature The silver moonlight pierces
The sound of almost-quiet footsteps Shuts the chirping of the crickets Whispered secrets fill the foggy air Anticipation rolls chills through her But the journey is long Yet nature's long limbs embrace her A soothing caress on her cheeks
Twisting tendrils of the shadows Reach out under the mask of fog Like a veil of ethereal seduction Where dreams are indiscernible From her reality To muddle her pathway Into a labyrinth of terror
Undaunted by the murky fog ahead She teeters with uncertainty As the tendrils lose their gloomy hold Fading into the moonlit night Crickets and nocturnal birds resume Their melodious symphony For the one who wouldn't be bound.
Few escape the ethereal enchantment Of the dark forest Puddles littered as traps on their paths Their journeys abruptly cut short When the shadows and terror own them Resolute with every stride She emerges from the veil a victor.
