The forest is a beautiful place. It's quiet, peaceful, and calming. Sometimes it seems magical, almost like it's enchanted.
Harlen (photo above), a 16 year old boy. He was the kid to research something for weeks because he loved the idea of it. He was a very curious kid and loved to figure things out and find the truth. He lived in a small town that no one really knew, Charity Falls. Charity Falls is famous for its exceptionally interesting and different people. Although its also famous for its abundance of forest through out and around it. Harlen lived on the outside of town on Baker Street, his family owned 4 acres of the land around their house.
"HARLEN GET UP YOU HAVE TO RAKE THE FRONT LAWN!!", his dad's baratone voice boomed down the hall of their one story home.
Harlen rubbed the sleep from his eyes and checked his phone quickly before getting up. He trudged to his closet amd grabbed the usual graphic tee and blue skinny jeans. He put on mismatched graphic socks and black converse.As Harlen headed downstairs he yelled to his parents, "HEADING OUT TO WORK ON THE LAWN!".
Harlen stood on the porch for a second and inhaled deeply, he smiled and looked at the clouds. He chuckled slightly then started to the shed to grab a rake. As Harlen was checking the garden tool chest he heard a silvery voice whispered. He stopped his movement to try to hear if the whisper would get louder.
"IS ANYONE THERE, I NEED HELP. IM STUCK!!", the calming silky voice echoed closely.
Harlen walked slowly toward the voice more curious then ever but also very confused. "Hey, watch it I may be stuck but to ignore me is just rude", Harlen looked to the left with wide eyes as he saw an elegant white stag with antlers that intertwined in all different directions and points so thin they almost looked like the string in a dream catcher.
Harlen stood there in astonishment for a second gazing at the beautiful stag before him, "Sorry i didn't see you at first but you are so beautiful".
Harlen looked down at the stags hooves, one of them was intangled in a pricker bush. He hurriedly rushed over to the stag to help it free their entrapped leg. "Be careful, pricker bushes do hurt ya know!!", the stags velvety voice sounded more angelic up close.
Harlen very steadily freed the stags leg then helped it walk away from the bush making sure it didnt get stuck again. He couldnt get his gaze away from the animal. The pearl white fur leading to a very light grey on the legs. The spider webbed antlers were an acorn color that pleased the eye. Harlen could have sworn that the antlers had gems and crystals on them.
The stag started to walk away, which shook Harlen out of his daze. "Hey, wait up", Harlen half jogged to catch up.
The stag walked so softly, It was almost as if it wasn't even there. Harlen followed trying to see where it was going. The stag led him into a part of the Forest that he had never been before so Harlen got a immense spark of curiosity.
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Animals in the Forest
FantasyWe always disregard the creatures we pass in the woods. Until they want to be seen, then they will get your attention. Possibly speak.