shadowwolf6tail

The sky is filled with dark storm clouds, my view of which is obscured by the dense, dark, leafless forest canopy. Under the trees I run along paths like tunnels guided by wooden branch walls. Running through the forest's maze of twists and turns, my parents are close behind, all of us running from an unknown pursuer. Bursting out of the trees I observe a small long clearing. As I traverse the clearing, it seems to stretch on forever. the trees on either side transform into the rock walls of a crevasse many meters high. The forest ground gains fluidity and I am forced to slow my running by clinging to the small rock ledges jutting from either wall. Suddenly I find myself with rope in hand, looking down at water covered stream bed where moments before stood solid grassy ground. Using the rope to scale the wall I find myself at the very ledge of the cliff holding on with both arms. Left then right, left then right I swing my legs gaining momentum until, able to catch my feet on the edge of the wall, I pull myself over the ledge to safety. I look up to see a hill upon which an archway stands framed by stone obelisks. My parents and I pass under the archway to behold a view of houses and sand dunes in the distance.