A vast mountain of darkness spread across the horizon. On its surface, twisted and dark trees stood in unnatural clusters, looking more grotesque than any tree I had ever laid my eyes upon.
They were tall though, really tall, to the point where wind that flowed with the clouds grazed their spiraling tips. Each tree was like a corkscrew of bark with spikes protruding from every angle, the kind of thing a deranged sculptor would carve if you gave him too much time and not enough sunlight.
Having to cross that forest had been a nightmare, but it was a good thing I was out already.
And now, I stood at the edge of the mountain looking down at its eastern slope that descended into a sea of darkness as wide as the sky above it.
From that sea, crimson eyes glowed and glared at me, the lonesome being who had dared to challenge them in their home.
