Haunted Wood A New Beginning

A mischievous smile spreads his lips and he folds his legs to rest haunches upon the ground. For a moment he looks down at her, the grogginess in her voice and the haze of waking up in her eyes make him want to just admire her.

“Don’t hate me, Serem,” he starts softly, more as a joke; saying it just in case she were to get mad at him for waking her up in the middle of the night to go romp around in the dim, misty woods. “but I wasn’t able to sleep so I thought I’d invite you to a nighttime stroll with me.”