It was so dark that he could not see at all. He knew somewhere ahead the full moon filled the sky with light, but he had to make it out of the forest first. He remembered tales of people wandering in circles for hours, just a few yards away from the treeline and wondered if he had joined their senseless march. He knew, that if anything, he merely had to wait until dawn and follow the sun's glow to the edge of the woods. But he had pressing business and could not afford to wait, regardless of how soon daybreak would arrive.
Another quarter hour passed, and he could just barely see the stripes of open grassland ahead through the immobile pillars of trees. He made his way to the edge and paused, studying the open field ahead. He stepped from the trees and made his way through the labyrinth of stumps that remained from a decade ago, evidence of man's drive to bend nature to his will, his lack of foresight, and his greed. The walled town would be a mile ahead, leaving him just enough time to slip in unnoticed.
Posted at 09:57 pm by naughtyelf