Friendship conquers all

Prologue

The normally brightly coloured forest turned cold and dead. If you happens to find yourself wandering through that same forest you would feel the evil radiating of her. It would feel like oil that was crawling all over your skin. The same amber eyes figure walked through the forest like she owned it. Her black hair whipped around her by the strong current she was controlling. Everywhere she went everything alive and bright died. When the moon burst put of the clouds you would see her in all her glory, her black cloak covered her long black dress, this darkness represented her dark lifeless soul. If you bumped into her you wouldn't stick around for long to see what she would do to you, instead you would dream as loud as you could and run as fast as your legs would carry you. Even then you still won't be able to escape that evil horrid crackle of a laugh which always sent a shire down your spine, how many Times you heard it.
Desdemona the witch
Who would kill
Everything in her way
To get what she wants!