The Description of a Tree Monster
Trekking through the impenetrable marshes, I
came to a sudden halt. A murky stream meandered through bisecting the whole
forest. The only sound that broke the eerie silence was the mild chirruping of
the crickets. All of a sudden, they stopped too. Time stood still. I heard an
ominously low rumble, like an earthquake. A colossal spiny creature leisurely
emerged from the deep. It had a wooden exo-skeleton, and had spikes jutting up
from its bony back. The beast growled portentously, seeming to emphasize its
undisputed ownership of the forest. Its inflexible joints made a very
high-frequency sound as it turned to glare at me. It stampeded down, each step mildly
shaking the ground. I ran. I ran for all my life was worth. I sped past the labyrinthine
network of moss and fungi, which engulfed the banks. Then, I felt something hit
my shin. I was falling, falling through the air. I felt my face hit the ground.
The pain from the impact was excruciating, and through my blurred vision,
everything seemed surreal, but I could not care less. I was slipping in and out
of consciousness, catching glimpses of the grotesque monster closing in on me,
like a mythical predator, holding in its gigantic bony palm, an animal with a
fatal arrow embedded in its body. My life was in peril; all was lost.
