As I wonder along the dark shadowed forest, I hear a chirping sound in the distance. I keep wondering along looking for any clues I could find. Trees like imposing warriors stretching towards the sky.

The bark as dark as the beautiful night sky. The trees trunks hard and, solid like metal. Tree roots long like a elephants dry skin. Wrinkly like an old mans bared.

As I dawdle along the crackling path of leaves like someone hunting their prey.

The bark as dark as the beautiful night sky. Wrinkly like an old mans beard.

Rough as a roll of sandpaper.

As I dawdle along the crackling path of leaves like someone hunting their prey. Crunch, crunch goes the unknown noise. My hand quivers, as the tree shook itself. I slowly pull a branch back, to peak inside the giant black hole in the tree warrior.