#bvrntleaves

     “You have a hunger within you, creature.” It came from the greenery, the creatures hollow chest shifted, cracking away from the tree he had been situated in, vines snaking around the creatures arms. He stood, hunched over with his red eyes glinting in the moonlight. “You will not find power among the green. I won’t allow it.” The magic that can be conjured from mastery of the Earth was undeniably beautiful, and yet witches, they were known to abuse the greenery of which he resided. He didn’t know why the witch was wandering the swamp so late at night -- there were always whispers among the locals, whispers of a creature that resided in the Louisiana marsh-lands, and except from a few grainy pictures released in the 80′s and numerous witness accounts from crazy hillbilly types there wasn’t a lot of proof to go on.