Creatures Roam

Rain softly falls to the ground. Harsh winds push the raindrops. Leaves rustle as raindrops hit them. Clouds cast in hues of grey across the earthen ground. Thunder rumbles overhead in a dull roar. The faint glow of lightning flashes through the darkened sky. Rabbits huddle together in the shelter of their burrow as the crack of lightning resounds through the air outside.

There are no birds in the sky and no song in the trees. Wild boars squeal with every thunderous roar. Wolves sleep in their den, ignoring the storm. Bears run back to their caves as more thunder erupts from the sky. Rain assaults the life of the forest in heavy waves. No more sound can be heard through the thunder and rain. Animals huddle together in their shelters with soaking feathers and fur. No animal dared to leave the safety of their shelter.

A man in a cloak that shrouds his features stands in a clearing. Rain torrenting his form, starting to soak through his fluttering cloak. A mysterious glow emanates from his covered face. The rain torrents him as he begins to move towards the cover of trees unfazed.

With wings and crown I curse this pain I’ve endured. Invisible scars cover skin head to toe. Scars that no one notices, the torture I have felt. I’m frustrated by my own silence, I scream inside my mind. Why can’t I speak up, what does it matter you won’t listen. You only prefer my silence yet know nothing of my pain.

I shatter the crown against the wall. Memories of Someone’s words flood my mind. I look at tear stained pages and toss their words away. All I hear are my own tears and your words of hate. I want to ask for help but I can’t. I throw away the parts of me everyone hates. My walls fall in silence, I am fractured and cracked.

I wanted death once yet cling to life. I live with the flaws no one likes and the scars you can’t see. I cut my hair trying to find myself. I got good at hiding my wings and broken crown. I don’t know what love is, tossed aside by people I trusted. I feel alone stranded by flightlessness. no one sees this pain, no one sees me. I want to reach out but feel trapped. Why won’t someone notice, teach me how to trust, how to fly with scarred wings. With wings, the broken crown, and invisible scars I suffer in silence. I am crushed under the darkness of the past. I wish tears would just wash away but my cheeks stay tear stained.

A young girl terrorized by the creature under her bed. Her parents frustratedly telling her that no such thing exists. The beast guarding its precious treasure, watching nightly with great vigilance. It scared the girl in the night but did no harm.

One night her parents, fed up with her, cane into her room with blade and fire. They came towards the girl with murderous intent. The scaled beast intercepted the parents, emerging from the shadows beneath the bed with ominous speed. The man and woman shout, waking the girl, as they attack the creature. Nightly they would turn violent and angry towards the girl. That night though they were blinded by madness.

Grand trees tower far overhead, foliage densely lines the ground. The cool scent of damp sap and greenery fills the air. Vines and ivy stretch across the ground threatening to grasp at passing feet.

Birds sing in the bows of the trees. Other animals scurry through the forest below. It’s odd... the forest is so calm and serene yet stricken by something dark. The fear of the woodland animals is thick as through they fear the land.