A Mother's Lullaby

We all know it--me, my friends, and the townfolks. The woods have always been enveloped in darkness. Even in summer, its air is chilled like the frosty winter wind, which also carries the pungent smell of rotting creatures. Its trees hide the eyes that are silently watching us. The sound of its river is thick like gushing mud from a sloping mountain. The birds that entered never came back.

Scared adults talk about it and tell their children to stay away to be safe.

We know it. The lullaby that we hear every night is an evil enticement.

However, some of us have let our curiosity win over our rationality.

And so... me and my friends have plunged ourselves into a fateless nightmare.

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Please note that this story is my entry for "The Alluring Woods" contest by Paranormal.