9/04/2015

Wood

It's a moonless night. The forest is silent, as the camping site nearby is. Everyone is soundly sleeping and no one, not even the animals in the woods, hears the slow creak of wood moving. Deep in the forest three ancient wooden statues are coming to life. They were craved by druids with wood from the oldest tree in the forest to keep its energy when it died. One of them had been craved into the form of a mighty druid, tall, bearded, and with a severe expression. The second was a goddess of the forest with four faces, one for every season, spring was a young childish face, summer was a woman in her thirties, fall was a withered crone, and winter was a dead. The last one was a man-tree its limbs branches and its trunk a terrible face with a large mouth and eyes like tilted slits. They had been asleep for decades and they werevery hungry. 

Nearby, on the camping site, a family of four was sleeping close to the forest, they had chosen that spot because it was the quietest one. The sculptures moved silently through the undergrowth until they stumbled with the tent. The druid split the fabric open with his walking stick and the man-tree lifted the two young kids from their sleeping bags. The little girl opened her eyes lazily and started screaming waking up her brother and their parents. The druid and the goddess acted fast taking a parent each, then, hurriedly, they escaped back into the woods as silently as they had appeared. 

Back im the clearing, the carnage started. The man-tree ripped the limbs of the two children while their parents watched unable to do anything, they had to look while it ate them and while he spat out the small bones pink from the blood. When the druid and the goddess started eating them they were numb, and welcomed death as a release from the pain of seeing their children ripped into pieces. 

The townsfolk silenced the story. They were aware that every now and then the statues came to life and killed someone, but as they had never killed anyone from the town they tolerated it. They needed to keep the gods happy, after all. 

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