User:Echostar/Sandbox/Writing

Black Rose
A girl walks along the edge of the forest. The other children play in the field, oblivious to the other places to wander. This girl is drawn to the shadowed, soft paths among the trees. She sees the leaves rustling gently in the light breeze, and she hears the birds chirping in the air. This girl is not like the others; her skin is pale and white against her uniform knit gray dress, set apart from the dark tan of the rest. As she looks into the forest, the girl is aware of the curious glances from some of the other children. On the surface, they are quite content in the open sunshine, but the pale girl never has been.

Her heart tugs her legs forward, and she walks slowly into the trees, as if in a trance. Two children cry out after her, but they do not move to her side; they simply watch with wide eyes as the girl steps from their sight.

The girl follows the narrow path with care, taking in every detail her mind ever can as she moves her head slowly from side to side. Suddenly, the girl stops, her body lurching slightly. An unfamiliar sound has reached her ears. She had become used to the scuttles and cracks of twigs from the smaller animals, but this sound had come from a much bigger brute. The girl narrows her eyes and stiffens, her arms raised defensively.

Behind her, a huge beast pads out from behind a bush. The girl whips around to face it, moving silently despite the crisp, fallen autumn leaves. The animal's beady eyes meet hers for a moment; then it charges at her.