The Unknown

The unknown is a grim mystery composed of frightening elements. Shivering gusts of wind carry sorrowful cries from the distance, they pierce the still forest night and linger. Figures composed of transparent hues painfully dance to the mourning cries, their movements frail, weak, and full of despair. The ground they are dancing upon is the grave of the fallen. With every turn they make, the soil shifts from its original position, revealing the decomposing skeletons underneath. Their jagged stained- yellow bones lay twisted in awkward positions as their jaws hang loosely, decomposing flesh sticks to the bones as the maggots devour the sticky slimy meat. Black shadows cast overhead, screeching and squawking at the scene below. Their feathers black as the night falls to the ground as the circle above, their cries are getting louder and louder as the gusts of wind pick up. The transparent figures movements become faster, their frail movements turn into stiff painful movements as they twirl with the wind. The soil combines with the wind’s choking cries, turning them into choking gasps. The skeletons' bones hang on to the soil as they to run away. The squawking of the birds gets louder and louder,, then all is silent. The ravens descend to the forest ground with one final cry, the choking of the wind stops, the figures vanish into the night, and the soil lays on top of the deceased once again.