located in the woods

Forest Fire

As Alice layed there hanging in the trees like a cacoon. She smelled burning wood and felt the blistering heat a cross her face but she didnt think anything of it untill she was uncontrolable pouring in sweat and noticed a blaze across her blured vision . Her only light source came from the moons eye shining across Alices face, which ached in redness. Alice stayed in the tree for comfort, a possablity of safety. Her misjudged eyes looked in torture as she thought of being burned like a women convicted of witchcraft. She scrolled her eyes to look at the the fertile soil of snowdrops developing below the layer of tall trees burning in the unexspected haze of fire. The nights wind ment that the fire would spread like an infection, capable of killing anyone including a innocent soul like Alice but Alice didnt think her fait was to die but to live a life she deserves.

Before she could blink her spider leg eyelashes, the fire traped her in a tight cirle around the tree, she knew that the tree was going to burn down but she couldent figure a way that she could escape. She waited there like her young life was starting to crumble. A sence of death rush rapidly through her mind. She blinked her eyelashes to bloke the dark smogg from damaging her sensitive eyes. Her vision started to become blury, Alice struggled to fix her already blured vision on a object. Alice knew she was going to pass out by the large quanity of smoke plus Alice developed white stars in her eyes. Her movement became restricted untill she felt butterflys in her belly.

At that momement she knew she was hopelessly falling. like an angel with wings, Alice felt the frosty breeze by spreading her arms out. Time seem to go a lot slower maybe because for once in her life, she had stopped thinking what was next but lived in the moment as she honestly thought she was falling to death. Her eyes shut and a unexspected smile developed.

Darkness for minutes before she woke up somewhere she didnt yet know. Nor how she got there. Like a lost duck, she could only stop, wait and hope that sence would come back to her. The fire had vanished and the cold winters air brushed across Alices fine skin. She was high up in the Norton mountains, which had a spiritual meaning as many centuries ago people would treck up to the mountains to look that the night sky, for stars. The towns people would sit for hours, looking at the mystical scene of stars untill light hid away the night. Now all that is left of the towns spirital side was a a open space as trees bloked the night sky therefore people deforested trees, the habitat for many creatures that walk the earth sky or bare ground. Alice thought everywhere humans go, there will always be devistation. Humans dont have a way with the elimants but selfishness. Alice arrived at the place shaken and tired. she could now relax without a possibilty of a forest fire. A blaze that spreads.