Scene from a story I've considered, but let's be real, will probably never happen. · 5:09am May 1st, 2020
(Title kinda says it all.)
The forest was silent. The moon shone down from above, painting the landscape in a deep and dark shadow. It was almost as if all of the life had been sucked from the very forest itself.
Suddenly, a sound cut through the silence. A small spring of life in the otherwise lifeless terrain. It was the sound of footsteps, two sets, trampling the tall grass underfoot as they walked.