Writing wierd... need sleep... haha

[Guest Midnight Rush]

It is 3:36 AM... I'm tired... and sunburnt. I don't know why, but I was ******* around with wordpad, and this came out:


The forest darkens
As the sun sets
Shadows grow deeper
And the moon is hidden by the clouds.

Deep in the brush,
A small child is lost.
Alone in the cold
With no food.

The child is crying
Needing protection
No help will come
Only deeper darkness.

Loudly sounding
O?er crunching snow
The howl of the wolf pack
Shatters the silence.

The pack runs
Testing the air
Lusting for blood
Needing to kill.

The feral beasts
Hear the crying
The howling stops
And they circle in.

The child is no longer alone
But is in a circle of eyes.
He stops crying now,
And is confused.

The pack leader comes forth
Daring the child to fight
Slowly the others
Come closer to the prey

With killing is his eyes,
The pack leader howls
The child begins to scream
And the wolves come closer.

The wolves leap forth
And strike at the throat
Not a sound the prey makes
In the converging darkness