Haunted Wood something wicked this way comes

@Aries

Unconsciously Epic was drawn to the territories that were haunted, dangerous and filled with shadows. The lands of the haunted woods were no different, its reputation was not for the faint-hearted who would suffocate in a spooky atmosphere. When the sun settled behind a chain of mountains and the world was slowly being eaten away by an unsettling darkness, he ventured deeper into the hidden woods. While following a narrow path, he came across willow trees who would have blocked much of the sunlight coming through, hadn't it been for winter's breath. They were entirely naked, with only a cover of wood. Not a single leaf was attached to them any longer.

Witch hour was just starting out; when the wind blew past the trees it created an eerie, hollow sound and sometimes it gave the fake appearance that the trees were dancing. The phenomenon caused his heart to race and shots of adrenaline surged through his body. His golden eyes scanned the environment, almost nothing would escape from his gaze while his ears stood erect as little beacons, catching any strange sound. What kind of craziness would the Haunted Wood bring?