In the quiet town of Devontae, a foreboding forest on the edge of the community is the source of countless whispered warnings and eerie legends. Despite his parents' strict advice to avoid the forest, Ash, a daring and adventurous young boy, is irre...
Ash grabbed his bag. He strapped the Flashlight to his waistband before sliding on his shoes. At this time his mother and father were asleep. So he crept down the stairs and out the window. he returned to the forest, but this time he approached with caution. He used the map to navigate and marked his path carefully. As he ventured deeper, the forest seemed to watch him, its silence broken only by the occasional snap of a twig or distant rustle of leaves.
"So far there's nothing..." Ash shuddered.
After what seemed like hours of walking, Ash reached a part of the forest he had never seen before. The air was thick with an unnatural stillness. He stumbled upon a clearing where the ground was marked with strange symbols carved into the earth. In the centre stood a weathered stone altar covered in moss and ancient runes.
"What is this-?" Ash said perplexed. He goes over to the stone and touches the marking. There was so much moss he couldn't tell what was written in the smack-bam middle. He pulls his jacket's sleeve and wipes the moss off the stone. It left a green stain on his coat but at least he could see the marking. It didn't seem like English or Nores. (Mr. Tompson taught him a little during some history class) it looked like a circle with scribbles pointing like a compass with lines crossed with a circle around the middle circle. At the bottom there looked to be the letter "A" underneath "O" and underneath there was this Half circle without the top line and two lines.
"I have to tell Mr. Thompson about this," Ash told himself before pulling out his phone. He took a quick snap and put it into his jacket pocket. It seemed familiar he then glanced at his wrist and then the rune.
Nope. Not the Same.
Ash let out a sigh of relief as he pulled down his sleeve. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a faint light flickering in the distance—something he hadn't seen before.
Drawn to the light, Ash approached cautiously and found himself at the edge of a hidden grove. The light came from bioluminescent plants and strange, glowing fungi. In the grove's centre was an old, decrepit building—an abandoned cabin, perhaps once a home or a place of worship.
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