One-shots // grethan

Mystic

The woods, a mystical entity; it used to whisper to me as a child.

Like a dark incantation, it was my messenger; it told me everything.

Endless information, it would spew; the raven's nest has been disturbed.

Somebody has entered the forest, they are running; it is a young boy.

Hair the color of chestnut, chalked with gold; his eyes match yours.

I was sitting on a tree bark, when I heard your enchanting call; it beckons me.

Like a rabbit, I sprint for the forest line; I follow the voice.

There he stands when I approach, he is still; tattered cloth is all that covers his body.

Then I remember, like a very distant dream; I once knew him.

My other half, my soul; my brother.

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So I haven't been writing in this book for a while. So I decided to publish this 0.2 second long "poem"

I originally published this as a part on my emivanthony oneshot story so please check it out, I mainly write on there now :)