It was approximately 9:30 at night judging by the soft moon light and beautiful stars shining brightly in the sky. The occasional clouds in the sky and a gentle cool breeze blowing by causing the yellowish and red leaves to shake somewhat upon the many white oak trees. Bright healthy green grass covered with fresh clear rain drops just as it had finished lightly raining from the fall shower. Despite all that it was rather unnervingly silent this night, most would expect the nightly night dwelling creatures to be up and about. But oddly enough the fat furry red and grey squirrels and chipmunks were resting in their dens in the trees. Hell if one listened close enough you could hear the chilling howls of a grey wolf on a large hill calling his comrades to hunt this night. You could also hear but not see the great grey owls hooting and cooing as they flew high above the large trees hunting for shrews and mice for dinner. Now would you expect any human activity at this ungodly hour to be out and about? No, no you wouldn't because they are suppose to be sleeping. But despite everything going on, there was a evil chill in the air enough to convince someone to stay inside, and despite the animal activity everything alive seemed rather on edge and tense. But like I said before you wouldn't expect a human to be out but there was a single foolish girl walking around casually and slowly with a sword strapped to her back. She was what you wouldn't call confident but spiteful challenging anything and everything to confront her. She walked with a swagger down the grassy path dotted with small rocks and pebbles just outside her neighbourhood soon stopping dead in her tracks standing before the largest graveyard in town. The graveyard entrance locked as expected but the gate low enough to jump over if one dared enter the deceased realm. But that didn't stop her as she casually approached it before resting her left hand on the gate before casually hopping over it landing inside the graveyard. She casually walking past gravestones a sad and sober look on her face before stopping before a large gravestone that held the corpse of her mother.
To be continued in the first chapter.
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Familiar Spirit
ParanormalIn this town there has been rumours about people coming back to life, but no one has seen it happen. Not until Scarlet Luna is at the grave visiting her mother's tombstone like any other night. This night it's a bit different. Something evil is in t...
