"This forest is esoteric." I whispered, as I made my way. I thought to keep my mobile, as it would drain up. I open my bag, fetching a torch and continued my expedition. The moon was shining up in the sky, and the winds began to blow. The forest was turning savage and it was tied up in turning against me, the forest was flossing its hidden powers. A priest who refrains from lascivious has control over his emotions, and the elemental forces would catapult me. The forest doesn't represent my personality, I am not wild or tumultuous or you may say aggressive, not because I am a priest, but I wasn't made up of these. I've to listen to my own thoughts, feeling or intuition and that would make be authentic. The site appealed to my emotion, and there was a feeling of trepidation in me for a while, however, in a moment the idea flashed that I am a priest, and I shouldn't be accepting defeat. There was a musky smell for a while and it vamoosed away.
After a while, I heard a loud rustling sound, and this startled me. It seemed like I was in trance due to guzzling down hooch but that wasn't the truth. The woods were working in a mysterious way, these was something uncanny, bizarre, and it was twisting my senses. The stems of the trees were expanding, the trees were growing taller, while some were shrinking in size, the bushes were sprawling, it seemed to fill the ground. There were trees getting twisted, sprawling in an awkward way, guess I was learning a thing or a two. I heard the gong sound cramming the surroundings, I glared around looking at the woods getting deformed in an uncanny way, it seemed like an awful lot. The barks from the trees were chipping, it seemed they were worn. For no particular reason this was happening, but it wasn't, those forces were trying to warn me to stay out of the business. They have their own righteousness to do that. "Righteousness." I whispered. All of the sudden, everything came in a flash, I began guessing things, maybe they don't want humans to enter this place or they place is auspicious for them, and it is like a holy sector for them. It is always an unpolluted place, and they wanted to be the same. I got clear in the midst of the forest or perhaps there would be some vandals and I'll be damned. I need to get my act together, and think up for an action.
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THE UNDULATED WOODS.
HorrorI was given a job by my friend, and his house was in the middle of the secluded forest. Where there is an alien world frontier.
