Haunted Wood are you feeling fearful sister?

The inky Amalia had some wisdom to share on the topic of frightful things. Henry listened to her closely, tail waving behind him, while she shed light on his observation of the gnarled woodland beyond the willows where they stood. She spoke of memories that would help through difficult or fearful moments. The Blackthorn was enthralled, even bordering on smitten. He’d never met a lady who fancied the darkness in the world.

Wow… I’ve never really thought about it like that, he confessed to her sheepishly. When I was a young boy, I used to tell my father about the hanging branches in the darkest part of the forest. He would tell me stories of things that might live in there. I swear whenever I’d visit those branches, I’d see the monsters he told stories about. Those memories were fond ones now. It had been a long time since Henry had been frightened of the deep dark wood.