The Realm Unseen

It crept along swiftly, less than a metre from the outskirts of the path that led Cælesteral Silvestris to Lacus Lake. Its dark cape, concealing it's face, billowed in the warm breeze, which tunnelled through the damp canopy above the pathway. It saw her. Pure hatred gleamed in its eyes.

She was whistling, skipping along the path, happiness illuminating her. It shivered in disgust, still concealed in the dense woodland.

Leaves crackled and she abruptly froze, terror filling her face quickly, almost too quickly. But she wasn't stupid, she knew. She knew what was rumoured to lurk in the dense woodland. She had heard too many stories of what was out there and she was petrified. She slowly looked around.

It could smell the fear radiating from her porcelain skin like a pungent odour. It was now or never. With a sudden movement it grabbed her wrist. She slumped and the small dark figure pulled her into the dense woodland consumed with hatred, jealousy and triumph.