Tuesday, January 06, 2009

The Darkest Forest

The warrior stood at the boundaries of the darkest forest, staring intently into its depths. The absence of light played tricks on the senses, as morphing shapes took on forms of a familiar nature, before vanishing
back into the murky depths. The warrior’s heart beat with an increased rapidity as the anticipation of the eventual confrontation filled her sensibilities. There was a heightened state of awareness. It was as if time stood still for that one moment.







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