Night Forest

Night hummed and buzzed with static as leaves brushed together, whispering secrets upon each other's limbs. A dry, chilly breeze swept between the branches, moaning like tortured ghosts. The moon stole very little of the sun's rays this night, leaving the sky dark, dull azure. The towering silhouette trees appeared menacing in the lacking light.

Within the core of the forest it seemed as though everything was alive, even though I was completely alone.

Twisted roots grasped at my ankles, the muffled crush of broken leaves beneath my sneakers startled me. The endless foliage seemingly crept closer, choking me. I rest a hand on the rough, textured trunk of a Maple tree; the lush moss that adorned it was pleasingly spongy. Daggers stabbed my aching throat when I inhaled, the fatigue from sprinting made my head swirl. Exhaustion clung to me. My rapid breaths didn't slow, but the curling puffs of hot air dispersed. My alert eyes flicked about within the dark in hopes of escape. Escape from my fears; escape from the narrowing forest. Then with shocking swiftness shadows enclosed me and I became hugged in the icy darkness...