Magic doesn't exist

chapter 3

Step by step, sigh by sigh, I entered the dense forest.
I walked slowly and tried to make as little noise as possible, I didn't know what it was and I didn't know if it was going to hurt me.
After all, going into the woods wasn't a good idea.
I realised.
I was standing exactly where that huge wolf was killed by the vampire.
I was in danger, I felt it, I felt like crying, I didn't know whether to go back or continue, let's say that my body had remained motionless.
As soon as he finished self cursing me in his mind, he heard a rustle, "leaves" I thought.
It wasn't the leaves.
I took courage once again and went on my way.
In the end I don't know what I wanted to find out, I don't even know if we spoke the same language, and I don't know if it's peaceful or not, this is the worst idea ever thought up.
I spun around, I had heard a twig step on.
Footsteps continued towards me.
It can be anything, not necessarily a monster I know nothing about, capable of killing me with just a look.
I closed my eyes in fear.
The footsteps had stopped.
I no longer felt anything.
Slowly I tried to open one eye.
"I'm really dumb," I said to myself.
A deer, which as soon as it saw my movement, ran away.
I think the suggestion is eating me from the inside.
Even though that deer wasn't scary, I felt surrounded, I felt watched, I felt followed.
I looked up, the tips of the trees surrounded my view, they were so high I couldn't even see the sky. Only a few luminous points, which marked the way forward for me.
Even though I was in an anxious situation, the wonder of the forest lightened the mood.
A mixture of green, dark brown, light.
The birds that cut me off, the squirrels that walk the branches of the trees. All so wonderful.
The moment of joy ended.
The noises intensified. They concentrated on the branches.
It was as if something was leaping from tree to tree, following my trajectory.
Someone was following me.
Now I had to figure out if I was that someone's prey.
I stopped to check the situation, tried to block the glimmers of sunlight with one hand, looked up, but saw nothing.
But I heard.
Something had rushed a few meters away from me.
In full sweat I looked down slowly.
Trembling.
With my heart in my throat.
I froze.
A masculine, robust, beautiful, but at the same time fearful, powerful, superior person was in front of me. Staring at me, head held high and gaze fixed on my eyes.
I felt a shiver in my spine, and a sense of pleasure, his look was pleasant, he was pleasant, but sadly I didn't know what that "he" was.
"Get out of here," he said in a confident, set voice.
I couldn't even answer with a monosyllable, but I had come here to understand, I had to ask him questions.
"What are you?" I asked in an unsure and trembling voice.
Not even the time that had already run away.
It is not possible.