The Book of Mara

ried to tell myself it had more to do with the fact th

e to find my way out of it. I would be lost in the fog until the end of time,

press back the tidal wave of horror and s

t first, mere wisps, unformed, and fleeting. Then they grew

were

person. They looked like dark gods, swaying, and shifting. The closer I got, the taller they grew until they threatened to block out the light. In fear

t was too late. The fog would not let me leave. It closed in on me, closer and closer un

t I couldn't help but think of what they could do to my skin. I opened my mouth to scream, but it was stolen from me before even the high squeak came out. The air seeme

nt as he stood about a good two feet taller than me. Or maybe that's how he seemed as he held me off the ground. Of course, I was just assuming he was male. I thought to myself. For all I knew, this person

left out to dry with just a tinge of green around the edges as if he were glowing. Dirt was streaked randomly across the forehead and

ree swirly lines accenting one eye and eyebrow One gold, one red, and one silver

still see the pupils enough to know immediately that it was not the normal pupil of a normal human. The

face. It was dirty and scruffy, yet what bothered me the most was the dried

ead, my fear choking me and making it almost impossible for me to speak. He jerked me

" I forced out through

away a bit before jerking me close once again and sniffing me from the top of my head to the area around my colla

t do that!

irrored on my own at my strike. He set me down gently and ba

nded by trees that were a multitude of greens, reds, and browns. I think there was even a streak of blue in a few of them. However, it was the giant rocks that intertwined with the trees that i

. my family... were b

for my