Camped within woodlands surrounded by the things you brought, yourself and you.
Total solace from the outside world. Relying on noone new.
Fire made from scratch with only your abilities you well knew.
Shelter stood up tall with poles and ropes to keep you safe. As it grew,
Sleepingbags went under knotted poles to floor the ground in full lieu
Of the leaves. Next to your post, rested a bag of tools you've been used.
Holding hammers and untensil knifes to make from cups to canoes.
Set away far in the corner tent, the first aid kit was hung strewn.
Out beyond the flap, collected logs were drying out for nightfuel.
On a rotten log, you sat with nature; her eyes shut and withdrewn.
Striking fearful glares, the woodmazes allowed two lights to peer 'round
Floating from some feet away they stabilized themselves like strong mounts.
Lusted, those snoweyes were locked in place in your location unbound.
Eyes of beasts and animals have base intent layered behind sounds.
But, the eyes here meant to stare at prey, its tongue kept close and mouthbound
Blanched, the eyes raised high to gain vantage above man's height and stared down.
All the trip has been reversed from then, to followed prey and veiled hound.
Even with moonlights affixed on point, some woods like to confound
Real and fake. Yet consciousness screams towards your frozen soul that's earthbound,
That it should not trust those orbs of snow to inch and travel more ground.
Darting left to right you try to find some means to flee and escape.
It's confusing. Everything looks like the same path and the same shape.
Given how those eyes are far-off still, it must've stalked you four days,
Only now this dread, beclouded from its distance, is on display.
If the eyes stalked you, then can you leave? Escape seems taken by fate.
This domain's not yours. Your mind is shocked, and starts to raise your heart rate,
Breathing shortens, muscles tighten. Seconds pass by, but you both wait.
Light becomes more visible from dilating eyes that are 'fraid.
Added with moonlight that's piercing clouds, illuminating awake
Horrid scenes and what they constitue from. Sights you plead to mis-take.
Silver light explores the creature: it resembling a tall deer.
Some unsightly deer that stood up with its own hindlegs like thin spears,
Ending with flat hooves of mother does supporting up your lost fear.
Metalwhite light shows the beast's hooved hands beside his sides. It's shown clear
Parts of bone were shown like stuck out jagged knifes. Blanched mirrors.
Compassing moonfog alludes more mystery from eyes and your ears.
Fear had struck you. Leaking your fear. Dripping filled tears
On the leaves. Darkness had gave it humanoid outlines and features.
Now however, light has gave its silhouette shape of a seeker.
"Guardian" it's titled, fending off invaders by means of fear.
Seeing white windows reflect moonlight will set you in a goattrance,
Paralyzing you with panic laced despair, shot off by one glance.
Through its stalwart presence, corners your space. Leaving you no chance
For escape. Looming behind a tree, it stood there. No advance.
This abhorrency did not breath. Still was its chest, nor did it expand.
Not a single cloud of vapor from its boned nostrils left and ran.
Only echoed beats of your heartbeat was piercing air like straight lances.
Seeing half this beast alone was hard to believe and to understand
Like a short story, the outcome's predetermined. Fate took her stance.
Both your lips were sealed, forbade to shriek. You were now in its hands.
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