SciFi and Fantasy Stories: Fairy Crossing Chapter One

Ah, the woods. My second home. The smell of damp leaves, the crunch-crunch of twigs beneath my feet, the never-ending love song of the birds in the canopy above; total bliss. Further and further into the woods I went, letting nothing but total instincts direct me to my unknown destination. I’ve never gone this far into the woods before, but I didn’t want to turn back yet. With every step I took into the dark abyss of trees and fog, I felt all sense of humanity leave me. I was becoming one with nature.

Suddenly, I stopped. I found myself in front of an unpaved path, one had never seen before in all of the three years I had been exploring in these woods. The way seemed sinister, especially the way the shadows danced across it. The path looked old as if not used for over millennia. “Should I go on?” I thought to myself as I took an uneasy step towards that mysterious path. And as if by an invisible switch that was flicked on inside my brain, I took another, and another. Soon I was at a fast pace, gaining speed with every step I took.

Faster and faster I went. Not realizing I was running now, I almost tripped over my own feet when I had stopped. Before me laid a field of green. In the middle stood an oak giant with its hair a deep sage and powerful oak arms hidden beneath. I sensed something different about this tree, and strange, just like that unpaved path I was just traveling upon. Cautiously I walked towards the tree, awake and alert. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as my feet came to a rest at the foot of this silent giant of wonders. My eyes averted downward (and to this day I still don’t know why) to a strange ring of clumped grass that seemed to surround the tree, as if locking it in some sort of prison.