Short Stories

Creatures.

The creatures lurked in the darkness of the bushes. I could hear them, see them, smell them. I could even slight taste them. A growl erupted to my left. I would've cowered away, but I'm brave. I'm not scared. I could hear an owl hoot off in the distance, it was my check point. If I got there without being eaten, I knew the rest would be a breeze. An arm reached out from a far tree and retracted quickly, giving me a sense that this was all my imagination. A set of yellow eyes, much like a cat's, stared at me but it didn't purr or meow, it roared, it clawed and it killed. The one thing that caught my sight as I travelled through the dark paths of the forests where the bones. The skulls. Not just animal, actually rarely animal, it was all human corpses. Bones. Flesh. The lot. Limbs spread from one side to the other. Bodies incinerated. Torn to make it, now, unrecognizable as a human. A horn, similar to a rams, slipped into my peripheral vision, gliding back out as soon as it was seen. These creatures lurking in the darkness in the bushes weren't just creature, they weren't animals, these where demons.

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Changing my style a little. Just a test :3

~Amy
*September2012