It has been a busy 6 months!
I have moved out of home, engaged in work with so many different clients and people, and finally ran a single game of DnD (of which I hope to at some point continue).
I must confess, the number one reason why I have not made more blog posts is a crippling fear that notes I made for work would of been posted instead.
This is rather a boring blog post, but lets see if I can type up a little creative writing piece in 10 minutes with minimal edits...
At first I thought the woods were haunted.
Filled with noises of the world that I could not identify;
Creaking, chirping, rustling, scuttling,
Slithering, moaning, running... and breathing.
In the darkness the unknown engulfed me, and I prayed for sunlight,
Streaming through the branches of this old world.
It wasn't until later that I realised it wasn't haunted.
To haunt, you have to be dead. Don't you?
This place is alive, and it watches and listens.
I think it is protecting something?
For in its centre a stillness comes.
A held breath? A warning?
All I know is I ignored the signs.
And now I have seen something, and I am afraid.
It was so beautiful, but I am unsure if I will be allowed to live.
And if it does... then I hope to tell you how much I love you.
My darling, if you ever find this letter,
Do not blame the forest.