THE FOREST OF THE DOOMED
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" "OH MY GOD, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?", THE PRINCE THOUGHT IN ALARM. HE LOOKED AT HIS HANDS THAT WAS SLOWLY MOVING IN AND OUT OF FOCUS. THE PRINCE WAS VERY SCARED BY THIS TIME. HE IMMEDIATELY STOOD UP AND CALLED HIS GUARDS TO SET UP CAMP AS IT WAS TOO DARK TO RIDE AND THE HORSES WERE ALSO TIRED. THE PRINCE SOMEHOW MANAGED TO CONVINCE HIMSELF THAT WHAT ALL HE SAW WAS JUST SOME HALLUCINATION AND THAT THE LIGHT WAS PLAYING TRICKS ON HIM MAKING HIM SEE ALL WACKY STUFF. BUT AS SOON AS THE PRINCE TURNED AROUND A GHOSTLY VOICE CALLED OUT TO HIM FROM BEHIND."
" --YOU KNOW, THEY SAY THAT IF YOU ARE IN A DANGEROUS OR CREEPY PLACE AND A VOICE THAT YOU DON'T KNOW CALLS OUT TO YOU FROM BEHIND, THEN 'DON'T EVER' TURN BACK. - WORD OF ADVICE FOR SURVIVAL IN GHOSTLY-CREEPY PLACES--."
"BUT.... OUR DEAR PRINCE 'DID' TURN AROUND. THE VOICE CAME FROM DEEP WITHIN A TREE AS THICK AS WILLOW. BUT IT WAS FAINT AS IF FROM A PLACE FAR OFF FROM WHERE HE WAS STANDING. HE LOOKED BACK AT HIS SOILDERS STRUGGLING TO ERECT THE TENTS AND THOUGHT, " THIS IS GONNA KEEP THEM OCCUPIED FOR A WHILE. UNTIL THEN LET ME CHECK OUT THIS 'VOICE'". THE PRINCE DREW OUT HIS SWORD AND FOLLOWED THE FAINT WHISPERS DEEP INTO THE THICK FOREST BEYOND THE RIVER."
" FINALLY AFTER SLICING A FEW SHRUBS AND LOW HANGING BRANCHES OUT OF HIS WAY, THE PRINCE FINALLY EMERGED INTO A CLEARING THAT WAS SURROUNDED BY TALL AND CROOKED WILLOW TREES. EACH TREE WAS VERY EERIE TO LOOK AT. EVERY ONE OF THEM GAVE OFF A VIBE OF A DYING PERSON THAT WAS STRUGGLING TO LIVE, FROZEN IN HIS/HER BEGGING-FOR-HELP STATE. A SHIVER RAN THROUGH HIS SPINE AS HE MADE HIS WAY THROUGH THEM. IT WAS LIKE SWIMMING THROUGH A SEA OF WATCHING EYES. A FEW DISTANCE AWAY A SMALL POND CAME INTO SIGHT WITH A VERY OLD WILLOW TREE BENT OVER IT. THE MOON'S LIGHT FELL ON THE POND BRIGHTLY MAKING IT SHINE WHITE IN THE DARK NIGHT."
" THE PRINCE CAUTIOUSLY APPROACHED IT KEEPING HIS EYES PEELED IN ALL THE DIRECTIONS AND SWORD AT THE READY. WHEN HE REACHED THE POND'S EDGE HE COULD FEEL A LONG WARM BREEZE LIKE SOME GIANT BREATHING IN PROCCESS. JUST OPPOSITE OF THE POND WAS THE OLD WILLOW, IT'S BRANCHES DRY AND CREEPY, MOST OF THEM BROKEN BY THE WIND BUT SINCE THEY DID NOT BREAK-OFF COMPLETELY THEY WERE JUST HANGING AROUND FLOATING IN THE WIND OCCASIONALLY. DUE TO THE POND'S REFLECTION OR SOMETHING THE WILLOW WAS ALSO APPEARING VERY WHITE ALL OF A SUDDEN......WAIT.. NOW THE WILLOW WAS STARTING TO GLOW. THE PRINCE WATCHED WITH STUNNED SILENCE AND WIDE SHOCKED EYES AS THE WILLOW TREE KEPT GETTING BRIGHTER AND BRIGHTER UNTIL FINALLY ALL THE LIGHT CONVERGED INTO A POINT IN THE SHAPE OF A MAN AND STEPPED NEATLY OUT OF THE TREE."
" THE PRINCE COULDN'T MOVE A MUSCLE AS SURPRISE AND SHOCK OF WITTNESSING THIS SCENE CAME ONTO HIM AT ONCE. HE WAS STILL PONDERING OVER - 'WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?' --- 'AM I DEAD OR GOING TO DIE?' ---' WHO IS THIS MAN?' ---' WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' - WHEN THE MAN FIGURE WALKED TO THE POND'S EDGE AND RIGHT INFRONT OF HIS EYES 'STEPPED' ON THE WATER."
"YEP. THATS RIGHT DEAR READER. IT LITERALLY STEPPED ON THE WATER AND CONTINUED WALKING TOWARDS THE STUNNED PRINCE".
Who is this or was this strange figure? Is he a friend or a foe?
Is the prince's life in danger?
Find out in the next episode.
Stay tuned.
- Writer
