The rich smell of earth, and herbs curled into the atmosphere- dissolving every other scent. Vines, as tall as humans, coiled around wooden poles that were twice as tall. And the sun, in its radiance, reigned supreme in the sky above- bathing everything in golden showers.
Breathless, but still grateful for the layout of the land, the white haired woman continued to slither in between the stalks, slender trunks, and green thickets.
Every nine seconds- like clockwork, she would turn back, and stare blindly into the dense fog of green behind her, searching for any signs- even the slightest distortion.
Selina's heart was practically in her mouth, The metallic taste of fear rose from her gut like bile. Hands flattened on the brown soil below, knees digging into the earth, and her feet dragging behind, her long white hair swayed as she frantically fought to get away from the presence.
She could not see.
