hi guys! i actually have no clue where this came from. it sorta just flowed from my hands. i doubt anything's actually going to come of this one. it probably makes no sense. it's just some random contemporary blurb. i figured i'd put it up anyways. tell me what you think. enjoy. :D

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It was the winds that awoke the one in the woods. The old one who had been imprisoned there, ever walking through the endless tangles of green. Like a ghost, she traveled, forgotten and unnoticed, forever looking for the exit to this abundant prison. She has long since lost hope and fallen into an endless sleep. After years of this dormancy her limbs ached feeling as old and gnarly as those of the trees around her. The winds whispered around her blowing her hair wildly, all in a rush to get out what had to be said.
*The fires must be lit.*
Her shriek could be heard throughout time and space. It shook the forests, the rivers, the wind. For a moment the stars flickered out of existence and the world was pitched into darkness. The world was still, holding it’s breath for her response. Finally, she sighed, racking the winds and blowing leaves every which way.
*Then it must be done.*