Post by Raku on Oct 15, 2007 19:39:25 GMT -5
[More of a short story.]
Darkness engulfed the sky as a chilling breeze pricked at my skin. Wind howled into the silent night, persuading the trees to sway violently. Frequent shudders began to rack my nerves into hysterics. Newly fallen leaves crunched beneath my feet as I plundered aimlessly. Dark trees loomed over me, seeming like an endless maze. I began to desperately ask myself if this would ever end. Halloween had quickly become my least favorite holiday. Come to think of it, I don’t even remember walking into a forest. The last thing I could remember was riding down the pastures on my horse. My Halloween costume was wrapped around me, keeping the chill at bay. From farther away I could hear the chimes at midnight, the loud church bells rang exactly twelve times. I looked behind me to no trail, not even an indication I had been past the trees. It was like ghosts in the snow, for they could walk without leaving a trace. The silence rang in my ears, as I tiptoed quietly.
After walking into a small clearing with many drooping bushes I sighed in defeat. I gasped at once and crawled behind a large bush. The sight before my eyes nearly made me turn and run from sheer horror. I slowly looked up, only to realize I might be taking my last breath. Before me stood the largest horse I had ever laid eyes on. His pelt was a dull onyx hue and his tail dragged like a bride’s gown. The beast’s mane flowed to his lower shoulder and his muscles rippled with each step he took. My eyes opened wider as I looked to his elegant head. His eyes glimmered like fire and I gulped when his mouth came into view. At least four inch long dagger like fangs protruded out of the ebony stag’s muzzle. I became frantic and stumbled backwards. My arm raked against the remains of a barbed wire fence, as a pain filled gasp hit the chilled air. Crimson bubbled down my arm’s length as a horse’s whinny filled the night air. I fought with the urge to stay down and give up, yet instincts took over.
After stumbling back down to the forest floor on the first few tries, I finally came to my feet. Peering through a drooping bush, I could see the horse’s nostrils flaring. With a blink of my eyes it was gone and I giggled at my own foolishness. “I must be losing it; the darkness is simply playing tricks on my mind.” I spoke between shallow breaths. I spun on my heels and bumped into a freezing mass. A terrified scream came forth as I opened my eyes. Draped over a tree branch hung a limp squirrel with only two bite marks on its back. I began to shake as I looked around to the other surrounding trees. Limp squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, and deer hung from the dripping red branches. With a racing heart beat I collapsed to the leaf coated ground. Soundless screams wretched to be free as the forest faded to black.
Warm breath tingled the back of my neck, as I felt a slight nudge in my side. My eyes fluttered open to see a large black horse standing beside me. The same horse who I had seen in the forest clearing, the same one who struck fear into me before I fainted. His head was bowed, looking at me on eye level. His fangs seeming dangerously close, enough to where I was afraid to move. He nudged me again, obviously urging me to my feet. I obeyed slowly, swaying as I finally stood. At once he took a step to keep me stable, allowing me to lean on his side. All of this confused me, the forest beginning to spin around me again. If he wasn’t trying to catch my scent in that clearing, what had he caught the scent of? Chills ran down my body as the spinning stopped. The horse’s nostrils flared and his ears laid pinned back against his dome. A near screeching sound rang from his vocals as black speeding blur dove from the bushes. The horse maneuvered around me, now blocking me from almost all sides. What was going on and why was the vampire horse helping me? More questions popped into my mind as I watched the blur race around us. A small voice came into my head at that moment. Its voice was smooth like velvet but had an edge. “Quickly, get onto my back. You are in danger.” The voice rang. Without thinking I lunged onto the horse’s back, and then we were flying. Racing through the trees, the sound of a horse galloping echoed silently. He was able to dodge every tree, bush, or anything in our path.
I looked behind me and gasped in fright, for the speeding blur was nearly in reach of the horse’s tail. We began to slow and I could finally make out what was chasing after us. I noted his features immediately, pale skin, crimson eyes, and angelic looks. Yup, we had a vampire on our trail. It was then it all clicked in my mind. When I had fallen and cut my arm, it must have attracted the vampire. Frantically I nudged the horse to go faster, only to find his speed failing. His knees buckled and we both crashed to the ground. The impact sent the trees swaying and wind blowing. I leaped to my feet, and was then confronted with the vampire. His face was inches from my own and his fangs glimmered in the yellow moonlight. An evil laugh erupted from deep within his chest, and I cringed in horror. Nowhere to turn, too slow to run, and too clumsy to even walk away from the monster. A blackbird’s caw broke the deathly silence as the vampire leaned towards my neck. A scream was the last sound the forest heard before his fangs made contact.
Gasping for breath I looked around and instantly felt my neck. No bite wound, and no cut on my arm. What had happened? It was all so clear, it couldn’t have been a dream. A large black horse looked down at me with confused eyes and I reached up to rub his nose. “Crazy dream right Spero? Maybe it was from all the Halloween candy and staying up so late. “ I spoke while lying back down on the fresh hay. I closed my eyes, drifting back into a peaceful sleep. Though farther off in the barn two red eyes looked in and chuckled silently. “A dream she says? How funny, I remember it differently!” The voice rang out in the night.
Darkness engulfed the sky as a chilling breeze pricked at my skin. Wind howled into the silent night, persuading the trees to sway violently. Frequent shudders began to rack my nerves into hysterics. Newly fallen leaves crunched beneath my feet as I plundered aimlessly. Dark trees loomed over me, seeming like an endless maze. I began to desperately ask myself if this would ever end. Halloween had quickly become my least favorite holiday. Come to think of it, I don’t even remember walking into a forest. The last thing I could remember was riding down the pastures on my horse. My Halloween costume was wrapped around me, keeping the chill at bay. From farther away I could hear the chimes at midnight, the loud church bells rang exactly twelve times. I looked behind me to no trail, not even an indication I had been past the trees. It was like ghosts in the snow, for they could walk without leaving a trace. The silence rang in my ears, as I tiptoed quietly.
After walking into a small clearing with many drooping bushes I sighed in defeat. I gasped at once and crawled behind a large bush. The sight before my eyes nearly made me turn and run from sheer horror. I slowly looked up, only to realize I might be taking my last breath. Before me stood the largest horse I had ever laid eyes on. His pelt was a dull onyx hue and his tail dragged like a bride’s gown. The beast’s mane flowed to his lower shoulder and his muscles rippled with each step he took. My eyes opened wider as I looked to his elegant head. His eyes glimmered like fire and I gulped when his mouth came into view. At least four inch long dagger like fangs protruded out of the ebony stag’s muzzle. I became frantic and stumbled backwards. My arm raked against the remains of a barbed wire fence, as a pain filled gasp hit the chilled air. Crimson bubbled down my arm’s length as a horse’s whinny filled the night air. I fought with the urge to stay down and give up, yet instincts took over.
After stumbling back down to the forest floor on the first few tries, I finally came to my feet. Peering through a drooping bush, I could see the horse’s nostrils flaring. With a blink of my eyes it was gone and I giggled at my own foolishness. “I must be losing it; the darkness is simply playing tricks on my mind.” I spoke between shallow breaths. I spun on my heels and bumped into a freezing mass. A terrified scream came forth as I opened my eyes. Draped over a tree branch hung a limp squirrel with only two bite marks on its back. I began to shake as I looked around to the other surrounding trees. Limp squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, and deer hung from the dripping red branches. With a racing heart beat I collapsed to the leaf coated ground. Soundless screams wretched to be free as the forest faded to black.
Warm breath tingled the back of my neck, as I felt a slight nudge in my side. My eyes fluttered open to see a large black horse standing beside me. The same horse who I had seen in the forest clearing, the same one who struck fear into me before I fainted. His head was bowed, looking at me on eye level. His fangs seeming dangerously close, enough to where I was afraid to move. He nudged me again, obviously urging me to my feet. I obeyed slowly, swaying as I finally stood. At once he took a step to keep me stable, allowing me to lean on his side. All of this confused me, the forest beginning to spin around me again. If he wasn’t trying to catch my scent in that clearing, what had he caught the scent of? Chills ran down my body as the spinning stopped. The horse’s nostrils flared and his ears laid pinned back against his dome. A near screeching sound rang from his vocals as black speeding blur dove from the bushes. The horse maneuvered around me, now blocking me from almost all sides. What was going on and why was the vampire horse helping me? More questions popped into my mind as I watched the blur race around us. A small voice came into my head at that moment. Its voice was smooth like velvet but had an edge. “Quickly, get onto my back. You are in danger.” The voice rang. Without thinking I lunged onto the horse’s back, and then we were flying. Racing through the trees, the sound of a horse galloping echoed silently. He was able to dodge every tree, bush, or anything in our path.
I looked behind me and gasped in fright, for the speeding blur was nearly in reach of the horse’s tail. We began to slow and I could finally make out what was chasing after us. I noted his features immediately, pale skin, crimson eyes, and angelic looks. Yup, we had a vampire on our trail. It was then it all clicked in my mind. When I had fallen and cut my arm, it must have attracted the vampire. Frantically I nudged the horse to go faster, only to find his speed failing. His knees buckled and we both crashed to the ground. The impact sent the trees swaying and wind blowing. I leaped to my feet, and was then confronted with the vampire. His face was inches from my own and his fangs glimmered in the yellow moonlight. An evil laugh erupted from deep within his chest, and I cringed in horror. Nowhere to turn, too slow to run, and too clumsy to even walk away from the monster. A blackbird’s caw broke the deathly silence as the vampire leaned towards my neck. A scream was the last sound the forest heard before his fangs made contact.
Gasping for breath I looked around and instantly felt my neck. No bite wound, and no cut on my arm. What had happened? It was all so clear, it couldn’t have been a dream. A large black horse looked down at me with confused eyes and I reached up to rub his nose. “Crazy dream right Spero? Maybe it was from all the Halloween candy and staying up so late. “ I spoke while lying back down on the fresh hay. I closed my eyes, drifting back into a peaceful sleep. Though farther off in the barn two red eyes looked in and chuckled silently. “A dream she says? How funny, I remember it differently!” The voice rang out in the night.
