The Hollow Between Pines
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Last published Tue, Oct 28, 2025
Where Her Body Rots, Her Soul Waits
> It started with a whisper through the trees.
Static on the radios. Shadows that moved when no one did.
They said the forest was uninhabited. That our mission was routine.
They lied.
There's something ancient buried deep between the pines-something watching. Choosing.
And then she appeared.
She didn't speak. She didn't blink.
But the moment our eyes met, the world shifted.
I can't explain what she is.
All I know is that I see her when no one else does.
That the animals vanish when she's near.
And the forest... listens.
The others say I'm losing it. That the stress is getting to me.
But I know better.
This place doesn't need protection.
It demands loyalty.
And she is at the center of it all-
silent, patient, waiting...
In the hollow between pines.
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